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Morning at the Window by T.S. Eliot
Morning at the Window
T.S. Eliot 1888-1965
They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.
From Prufrock, and other observations (The Egoist, Ltd, 1917)
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