O powerful western fallen star! O shades of night- O moody, tearful night! O great star disappear’d-O the black murk that hides the star! O cruel hands that hold me powerless- O helpless soul of me! O harsh surrounding cloud that will not free my soul. LEAves of Grass Last year, almost at the sameContinue reading “Father of free verse and Leaves of Grass!”
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The Whitsun Wedding: by Philip Larkin
Larkin himself said somewhere that deprivation for him was “what daffodils were for Wordsworth”. I don’t know about the deprivation, but he turned me into a new “moneyed class in verse.” After reading Stephan Dunn, a few days back, I was just thinking that why I can’t get a poem book by a poet who isContinue reading “The Whitsun Wedding: by Philip Larkin”
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