This poem was not very enjoyable to read because Prufrock is so indecisive. He refuses to act and continues making excuses that he should not “dare disturb the universe,” and that he is not sure “how [he] should begin.” His indecisiveness and refusal to confront life and the problems it presents is rather annoying and not admirable. I have not been able to figure out the purpose of why he repeatedly mentions “yellow fog/smoke,” or why he chooses to compare it to actions of a cat.
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