tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post1388108242068288917..comments2024-03-29T10:51:27.752+13:00Comments on Not PC: ‘Aubade,’ by Philip LarkinPeter Cresswellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10699845031503699181noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-59434168170368064482013-07-03T23:39:14.864+12:002013-07-03T23:39:14.864+12:00Liked this. Good for the soul.Liked this. Good for the soul.Sam Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09035978404256500568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-28304288381429789382013-07-03T18:04:25.747+12:002013-07-03T18:04:25.747+12:00Quoting the bowdlerised version was provocative. T...Quoting the bowdlerised version was provocative. The original is an anthem for all adolescents given it is not without its truths.<br /><br />For vitriol there have been few better, for beauty there have been few better.<br /><br />I have favourites..<br />The Whitsun Weddings<br />In an Arundel Tomb<br />Love<br />Love Again<br />When First We Faced<br />We met at the End of the Party<br /><br />He died a drunk but died well (as an ardent atheist and performed pessimist.)<br /><br />Chris R.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-53842195253855727512013-07-03T09:23:42.961+12:002013-07-03T09:23:42.961+12:00Never heard the bowdlerised version before, Chris....Never heard <a href="http://www.morethannuclear.com/2011/11/they-tuck-you-up-by-adrian-mitchell.html" rel="nofollow">the bowdlerised version</a> before, Chris.<br /><br />Pretty sure <a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178055" rel="nofollow">the word wasn't "tuck."</a><br />Peter Cresswellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10699845031503699181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-62750633458419000832013-07-03T09:06:00.872+12:002013-07-03T09:06:00.872+12:00Larkin was brilliant!
"They tuck you up yo... Larkin was brilliant! <br /><br /> "They tuck you up your mum and dad,<br /> And read you Peter Rabbit too,<br /> They give you all the treats they had,<br /> And add some extras just for you!"<br /><br /> Larkin was a university librarian who wore cycle clips and old overcoats but wrote intimately of a world far beyond provincial UK.<br /> Chris R.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-39235798997310347272013-07-02T08:58:36.176+12:002013-07-02T08:58:36.176+12:00It might change your mind, perhaps a little, perha...It might change your mind, perhaps a little, perhaps a lot, to know that Larkin did most of his writing after his day job, after dinner, after drink, long after everyone else had gone to bed.Peter Cresswellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10699845031503699181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11906042.post-37544389342272348302013-07-02T01:56:31.266+12:002013-07-02T01:56:31.266+12:00Two things you will notice if you're inspired ...<br />Two things you will notice if you're inspired to take up the habit of getting on the turps after work.<br />One, you will eventually be waking up alone as the missus will have shot through.<br />Two, it will be about 4 a.m. - the drunkard's dawn.<br /><br />Don't ask how I know.<br /><br />'Being brave <br />Lets no one off the grave. <br />Death is no different whined at than withstood.'...just as well he didn't mention embracing it in suicide. With prose like this I might have been encouraged to have a crack at it. This poem defines hopelessness with such wonderfully bleak clarity. <br /><br />It would have helped me believe in Christ even sooner had I read it back when.<br /><br />George<br /><br /><br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com