George Barker

(26 February 1913 – 27 October 1991 / Essex, England)

To Any Member Of My Generation


What is it you remember? - the summer mornings
Down by the river at Richmond with a girl,
And as you kissed, clumsy in bathing costumes,
History guffawed in a rosebush. What a warning -
If only we had known, if only we had known!
And when you looked in mirrors was this meaning
Plain as the pain in the centre of a pearl?
Horrible tomorrow in Teutonic postures
Making absurd the past we cannot disown?

Whenever we kissed we cocked the future's rifles
And from our wild-oat words, like dragon's teeth,
Death underfoot now arises; when we were gay
Dancing together in what we hoped was life,
Who was it in our arms but the whores of death
Whom we have found in our beds today, today?

Submitted: Friday, April 02, 2010
Edited: Monday, May 09, 2011

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (To Any Member Of My Generation by George Barker )

Enter the verification code :

Read all 1 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. TRAITORS خونة - خائنين, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  2. I Will Bathe My Dreams, Kyle Schlicher
  3. For what is my purpose?, The Princess
  4. Mother. Mother., beresford mitchell
  5. In the waiting room, Anna Garland
  6. THEY CAN NOT KILL THEIR WILL لايقدرون عل.., MOHAMMAD SKATI
  7. Haiku And Fruit, Kyle Schlicher
  8. Short Circuited To Ignite, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  9. waiting for Autumn, Frederick J.B. Moore II
  10. In Gratitude, Sandra Feldman

Poem of the Day

poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Young Love lies sleeping
In May-time of the year,
Among the lilies,
Lapped in the tender light:
White lambs come grazing,
White doves come building there:
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]