
Philip Larkin
Next Please
Always too eager for the future,
Pick up bad habits of expectancy
Something is always approaching; every
Till then we say,
Cut Grass
Cut grass lies frail:
Brief is the
Mown stalks exhale
Long, long the
Dockery And Son
'Dockery was junior to you,
Wasn't he
' said the Dean
'His son's here now
Dublinesque
Down stucco sidestreets,
Where light is
And afternoon
Brings lights on in
Reasons For Attendance
The trumpet's voice, loud and authoritative,
Draws me a moment to the lighted
To watch the dancers - all under twenty-five -Solemnly on the beat of happiness
- Or so I fancy, sensing the smoke and sweat,
Maiden Name
Marrying left your maiden name disused
Its five light sounds no longer mean your face,
Your voice, and all your variants of grace;
For since you were so thankfully
Lines On A Young Ladys Photograph Album
At last you yielded up the album,
Once open, sent me distracted
All your
Matt and glossy on the thick black pages
The Whitsun Weddings
That Whitsun,
I was late getting away:
Not till
One-twenty on the sunlit
The Old Fools
What do they think has happened, the old fools,
To make them like this
Do they somehow
It's more grown-up when your mouth hangs open and drools,
First Sight
Lambs that learn to walk in
When their bleating clouds the
Meet a vast unwelcome,
Nothing but a sunless glare
Love We Must Part Now
Love, we must part now: do not let it be Calamitious and bitter
In the past There has been too much moonlight and self-pity:
Let us have done with it: for now at last Never has sun more boldly paced the sky,
Never were hearts more e...
Sunny Prestatyn
Come to Sunny
Laughed the girl on the poster,
Kneeling up on the
In tautened white satin