Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Happy Birthday, Phil

Phillip Larkin is 89 today. Well, not really, as he died in 1985. Here's a rubbishy poem what I wrote and a link to what inspired it.

This is his office, and this is his chair
this is the staff kitchen where he never made tea
this is the Barber who cut what was left of his hair 
that top heavy tonsure of DHT

This is the Marks's where he got his smalls
this is the shop where he bought jazz LP's
this is the flat where he emptied his balls
this is the Royal Infirmary

And here in the Cottingham Municipal Cemetry
his seven by three of eternity.

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