Philip Larkin Poems (101 Poems)
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The Little Lives Of Earth And Form (Philip Larkin Poem)
The little lives of earth and form, Of finding food, and keeping warm, Are not like ours, and yet A kinship lingers nonetheless: We hanker for the homeliness Of den, and hole, and set. And this identity we feel – … Continue reading
Whatever Happened? (Philip Larkin Poem)
At once whatever happened starts receding. Panting, and back on board, we line the rail With trousers ripped, light wallets, and lips bleeding. Yes, gone, thank God! Remembering each detail We toss for half the night, but find next day … Continue reading
Take One Home For The Kiddies (Philip Larkin Poem)
On shallow straw, in shadeless glass, Huddled by empty bowls, they sleep: No dark, no dam, no earth, no grass – Mam, get us one of them to keep. Living toys are something novel, But it soon wears off somehow. … Continue reading
Counting (Philip Larkin Poem)
Thinking in terms of one Is easily done- One room, one bed, one chair, One person there, Makes perfect sense; one set Of wishes can be met, One coffin filled. But counting up to two Is harder to do; For … Continue reading
Night-Music (Philip Larkin Poem)
At one the wind rose, And with it the noise Of the black poplars. Long since had the living By a thin twine Been led into their dreams Where lanterns shine Under a still veil Of falling streams; Long since … Continue reading
Autobiography At An Air-Station (Philip Larkin Poem)
Delay, well, travellers must expect Delay. For how long? No one seems to know. With all the luggage weighed, the tickets checked, It can’t be long… We amble too and fro, Sit in steel chairs, buy cigarettes and sweets And … Continue reading
Send No Money (Philip Larkin Poem)
Standing under the fobbed Impendent belly of Time Tell me the truth, I said, Teach me the way things go. All the other lads there Were itching to have a bash, But I thought wanting unfair: It and finding out … Continue reading
Wants (Philip Larkin Poem)
Beyond all this, the wish to be alone: However the sky grows dark with invitation-cards However we follow the printed directions of sex However the family is photographed under the flag-staff – Beyond all this, the wish to be alone. … Continue reading
Vers De Société (Philip Larkin Poem)
My wife and I have asked a crowd of craps To come and waste their time and ours: perhaps You’d care to join us? In a pig’s arse, friend. Day comes to an end. The gas fire breathes, the trees … Continue reading
Reasons For Attendance (Philip Larkin Poem)
The trumpet’s voice, loud and authoritative, Draws me a moment to the lighted glass To watch the dancers – all under twenty-five – Solemnly on the beat of happiness. – Or so I fancy, sensing the smoke and sweat, The … Continue reading
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