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This Be the Verse
by Philip Larkin
They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And don’t have any kids yourself.
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Speak No Evil (2024)
Wires
The widest prairies have electric fences, For though old cattle know they must not stray Young steers are always scenting purer water Not here but anywhere. Beyond the wires
Leads them to blunder up against the wires Whose muscle-shredding violence gives no quarter. Young steers become old cattle from that day, Electric limits to their widest senses.
- Philip Larkin
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‘What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days?’ Philip Larkin, Days
[Ina DeBree]
Do not seek immortality. It won’t come to you anyway, certainly not through your works and achievements. But the good feeling you have for others, and they for you, that goes on forever. I’m fond of quoting the poet Philip Larkin: “What will survive of us is love.” That should do it.
— Roger Rosenblatt, from "I Ain't Dead Yet" (NY Times, May 25, 2026)
“Coming” by Philip Larkin
