Philip Larkin Poems

If I were called in
To construct a religion
I should make use of water.
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After comparing lives with you for years
I see how I’ve been losing: all the while
I’ve met a different gauge of girl from yours.
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Morning, a glass door, flashes
Gold names off the new city,
Whose white shelves and domes travel
The slow sky all day.
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Love, we must part now: do not let it be
Calamitious and bitter. In the past
There has been too much moonlight and self-pity:
Let us have done with it: for now at last
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Why should I let the toad work
Squat on my life?
Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork
And drive the brute off?
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She kept her songs, they kept so little space,
The covers pleased her:
One bleached from lying in a sunny place,
One marked in circles by a vase of water,
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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
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About twenty years ago
Two girls came in where I worked -
A bosomy English rose
And her friend in specs I could talk to.
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Delay, well, travellers must expect
Delay. For how long? No one seems to know.
With all the luggage weighed, the tickets checked,
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Come to Sunny Prestatyn
Laughed the girl on the poster,
Kneeling up on the sand
In tautened white satin.
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