Louis Macneice
Epilogue by Louis Macneice

Epilogue by Louis Macneice

Rows of books around me stand,Fence me in on either hand;Through that forest of dead wordsI would hunt the living birds -So I write these lines for youWho have felt the death-wish ...

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The Suicide by Louis Macneice

The Suicide by Louis Macneice

And this, ladies and gentlemen, whom I am not in factConducting, was his office all those minutes ago,This man you never heard of. These are the billsIn the intray, the ash in the ...

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Star-Gazer by Louis Macneice

Star-Gazer by Louis Macneice

Forty-two years ago (to me if to no one elseThe number is of some interest) it was a brilliant starry nightAnd the westward train was empty and had no corridorsSo darting from ...

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Bagpipe Music by Louis Macneice

Bagpipe Music by Louis Macneice

It's no go the merrygoround, it's no go the rickshaw,All we want is a limousine and a ticket for the peepshow.Their knickers are made of crepe-de-chine, their shoes are made of ...

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Soap Suds by Louis Macneice

Soap Suds by Louis Macneice

This brand of soap has the same smell as once in the bigHouse he visited when he was eight: the walls of the bathroom openTo reveal a lawn where a great yellow ball rolls back ...

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Sunday Morning by Louis Macneice

Sunday Morning by Louis Macneice

Down the road someone is practising scales, The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails, Man's heart expands to tinker with his car For this is Sunday morning, Fate's ...

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Wolves by Louis Macneice

Wolves by Louis Macneice

I do not want to be reflective any moreEnvying and despising unreflective thingsFinding pathos in dogs and undeveloped handwritingAnd young girls doing their hair and all the ...

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Autobiography by Louis Macneice

Autobiography by Louis Macneice

My father made the walls resound,He wore his collar the wrong way round.When I was five the black dreamscame;Nothing after was quite the same.When I woke they did not care;Nobody, ...

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House On A Cliff by Louis Macneice

House On A Cliff by Louis Macneice

Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. OutdoorsThe winking signal on the waste of sea.Indoors the sound of the wind. Outdoors the wind.Indoors the locked heart and the lost ...

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The Sunlight On The Garden by Louis Macneice

The Sunlight On The Garden by Louis Macneice

The sunlight on the gardenHardens and grows cold,We cannot cage the minuteWithin its nets of gold;When all is toldWe cannot beg for pardon. Our freedom as free lancesAdvances ...

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Christina by Louis Macneice

Christina by Louis Macneice

It all began so easyWith bricks upon the floorBuilding motley housesAnd knocking down your housesAnd always building more.The doll was called Christina,Her under-wear was lace,She ...

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Carrickfergus by Louis Macneice

Carrickfergus by Louis Macneice

I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantriesTo the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of trams:Thence to Smoky Carrick in County AntrimWhere the bottle-neck ...

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June Thunder by Louis Macneice

June Thunder by Louis Macneice

The Junes were free and full, driving through tinyRoads, the mudguards brushing the cowparsley,Through fields of mustard and under boldly embattledMays and chestnutsOr between ...

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The Brandy Glass by Louis Macneice

The Brandy Glass by Louis Macneice

Only let it form within his hands once more - The moment cradled like a brandy glass. Sitting alone in the empty dining hall... From the chandeliers the snow begins to fall Piling ...

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