The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock is a delightfully written and somewhat disturbing poem by the American poet T. S. Eliot. It tells the sad, lonely story of the dull and useless life of J. Alfred Prufrock, a man whose name even makes him sound like a wimp and a fool. In the poem, Prufrock sees himself with an ironic eye, as some kind of universal “fool” (line 119), a sad lonely ageing pathetic figure. He feels of so little account that at one point he comments, “I should have been a pair of ragged claws. Scuttling across the floor of silent seas” (Lines 73-74). The poem is carefully composed to be perhaps a little pessimistic, it is written as if by Prufrock himself, and yet still does not really allow us to indulge in a shimmer of hope for this desolate man. T.S. Eliot makes Prufrock out to be the kind of man that always worries. It seems he has time for a hundred hesitancies, and a hundred visions and revisions. This says two things about the character; first he seems to have a lot of time, implying that perhaps he is an upper-class man who does very little with his life, and as a consequence is a bit of a bore. It also shows Prufrock's endless worrying; not only about future events (the "visions") but also about past experiences (the "revisions"). I think that Eliot leads the reader through each of these revisions. He writes without an obvious verse structure, because the poem is written from the viewpoint of the character. Eliot describes how Prufrock recalls numerous ghastly coffee mornings - "I have measured out my life with coffee spoons (Line 51),” suggesting again that his life is somewhat pointless, and also boring, which he dislikes. Another point is that coffee spoons are pretty small; if you measured your life with them it would take a very long and dull amount of time and effort. And all through these long, dull periods of time he is in constant fear of seeming a fool - so much so that he does seem one. He is terrified of the eyes of these women he is with - "The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase (Line 56)." Which means, people are staring at him; summing him up, and seeing that he is a boring, ugly man. He feels as if he were an insect "sprawling on a pin" (Line 57). After these terrifying w