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This year marks the 80th anniversary of Philip Larkin's first poetry collection, "The North Ship."
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๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ
๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ:
๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐น๐ฆ
๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ.
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Please join us in celebrating Larkin's birthday today, reading his final collection, High Windows, featuring some very familiar and well-loved voices.
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James Booth and Carole Collinson found Betty in good spirits and appreciating her card from the King.
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Today would have been Larkin's 101st birthday, so to celebrate, so please enjoy our new podcast episode that explores his very particular sense of humour.
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Today is the 130th birthday of the English soldier and poet, Wilfred Owen, whose poems on the subject, unflinchingly brutal and tragic in their ugly truthfulness, mark him as one of the finest writers of the first half of the 20th century.
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Fond, remembering rains
or cozy rains kept out
by warm fireplaces
or rock-salt sauna rains
that plastic-wrap-bake towns:
they all set me thinking.
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The desert
Hurt
And the shore
Tore,
But the shade
Made
Me feel quite
Right.
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Loneliness is avoided by working;
working avoided by sleeping;
sleeping avoiding time;
time compromised
by death --
Woe!
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"In Westminster Abbey"
-- a lovely and unexpectedly funny WWII poem by the great Sir John Betjamin --
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Even in states where consciousness seems a
concentrated, inextinguishable,
infinitely-prolonged moment of pain,
it will yet give way to states in which you'd
not give up being here for all the world.
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You play a show and no one
shows up and it's like, 'why the
Ruddy hell even bother?'
You pack up your music crap
And you go home and stare at
the ceiling for -- God! -- hours.
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Under sunlight which does not shine but is
Simply there, between pricks of startled grass,
The baby garter snake zips, unconfined,
From my lain shoebox across the farmland.
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~ "January 23rd, 2023" ~
It's the twenty-third day
Of the twenty-third year
Of Millennium Two
Since Christ did not appear!
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Val got me a miniature
"Burger Time" arcade game keychain
for Christmas. I didn't ever
think to try it until today:
the joystick's too tiny and stiff.
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~ "Ode to a Pencil" ~
My meager verse you lead
Straight-lined to represent
Your intelligent head,
A stabbing implement.
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The buzz, simulataneously
many sublime sounds -- trees, waves, wind --
Is most distinctly, the black shift,
the burrowing worms, the caged sight
and the pulsations of frailty.
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Deciding between the two is akin
To trying to pin
Down where the land collides with the sky and
The sky with the land.
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Well, since the talented guy's a rapist,
we've booked a new host for the act: no, he's
not the same; no, he's
not as good, but hey, he's a good person
and good people don't need to have talent.
Bad people, who have
to compete somehow, are loaded with it.
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Blake, his chest dammed up with
Strange words he should have said
For the first time, half-dead,
Bugs his neighbor, Dick Smith:
"Is she still next door?" he
Asks. Dick, who never loved
Anyone, says they moved --
She and her family.
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