tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post2988578349969572275..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Philip Larkin: DaysUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-80650606255724432202010-03-02T01:49:45.527-08:002010-03-02T01:49:45.527-08:00Yes, P, the simple words do indeed work quite wond...Yes, P, the simple words do indeed work quite wonderfully here. <br /><br />One can almost imagine the first stanza as Teletubbies dialogue.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-57105819112907951542010-03-01T14:24:09.084-08:002010-03-01T14:24:09.084-08:00Simple, yet wonderfully effective. I love Larkin&#...Simple, yet wonderfully effective. I love Larkin's way with the most inconsequential of words.Pinkerbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08284177422261688401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-85570222296060421382010-02-28T08:33:50.122-08:002010-02-28T08:33:50.122-08:00This is one doctor who knows his science.This is one doctor who knows his science.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-9141723993316591292010-02-28T08:30:26.026-08:002010-02-28T08:30:26.026-08:00doctors who wear long coats tripdoctors who wear long coats tripElmo St. Rosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-39957057486361400142010-02-28T04:59:31.753-08:002010-02-28T04:59:31.753-08:00Otto,
I really like it too.
Alva,
Yes, that was...Otto,<br /><br />I really like it too.<br /><br />Alva,<br /><br />Yes, that was exactly my thought, adding further obstacles (the boulders) between the priest and the doctor, with their already pre-existing nescience, and the truth about where we can live apart from in days.<br /><br />The older and bolder I become, the more I stumble.<br /><br />Of course in recent years my own (totally unsatisfactory) to the question posed by the poet, here, would be: nights.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-64449538686877420272010-02-27T16:07:20.183-08:002010-02-27T16:07:20.183-08:00Wow, thanks for sharing Larkin. Never heard of him...Wow, thanks for sharing Larkin. Never heard of him, but this poem is great.~otto~https://www.blogger.com/profile/08859835662556335529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-68257021269906995112010-02-27T07:11:35.258-08:002010-02-27T07:11:35.258-08:00Um, I guess that would be Franz Xaver's photog...Um, I guess that would be Franz Xaver's photograph of the running field over which. Tom Raworth's being the stumbling boulder itself.Alva Svobodahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17595929293195769373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-44075013080620877712010-02-27T06:07:20.975-08:002010-02-27T06:07:20.975-08:00I love the idea that the priest and the doctor are...I love the idea that the priest and the doctor are just outside the frame of Tom Raworth's photograph, running in (ready for their closeups). Possibly they will stumble on boulders before entering the scene.Alva Svobodahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17595929293195769373noreply@blogger.com