Sir John Betjeman

Sir John Betjeman

Sir John Betjeman CBE (/ˈbɛtʃəmən/; 28 August 1906 – 19 May 1984) was an English poet, writer, and broadcaster. He was Poet Laureate from 1972 until his death.
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Meditation On The A30

A man on his own in a
Is revenging himself on his wife;
He open the throttle and bubbles with
And puffs at his pitiful

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Trebetherick

We used to picnic where the
Grew deep and tufted to the edge;
We saw the yellow foam flakes
In trembling sponges on the

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Diary Of A Church Mouse

Here among long-discarded cassocks,
Damp stools, and half-split open hassocks,
Here where the vicar never looksI nibble through old service books
Lean and alone I spend my

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Executive

I am a young executive
No cuffs than mine are cleaner;
I have a Slimline brief-case and I use the firm's Cortina
In every roadside hostelry from here to Burgess

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Slough

Come, friendly bombs, and fall on
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a
Swarm over,

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Harrow-On-The-Hill

When melancholy Autumn comes to
And electric trains are lighted after
The poplars near the stadium are
With their tap and tap and whispering to me,

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Winter Seascape

The sea runs back against
With scarcely time for breaking
To cannonade a slatey
And thunder under in a cave

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The Irish Unionists Farewell To Greta Hellastrom In 1922

Golden haired and golden heartedI would ever have you be,
As you were when last we
Smiling slow and sad at me
Oh

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Myfanwy

Kind o’er the kinderbank leans my Myfanwy,
White o’er the playpen the sheen of her dress,
Fresh from the bathroom and soft in the
Soap scented fingers I long to caress

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The Plansters Vision

Cut down that timber
Bells, too many and strong,
Pouring their music through the branches bare,
From moon-white church-towers down the windy

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Ireland With Emily

Bells are booming down the bohreens,
White the mist along the grass,
Now the Julias,
Maeves and

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South London Sketch

From Bermondsey to
So many churches are,
Some with apsidal chancels,
Some

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