(Sunset on th River Ouse, York)'What are days for?
Days are where we live,
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:
Where can we live but days?
Ah, solving the question
Bring the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields.'
(My favourite Philip Larkin's poem, "Days")
5 comments:
Apparently simple, but so deep!
Enjoy your "active" Sunday!
Un abbraccio.MG
I'm a big Larkin fan. I used to have The Explosion off by heart. My favourite line of his (ashamedly I can't recall the name of the poem) is "all that remains of us is love". Says it all.
I too love Larkin. Beautiful post. And gorgeous photo. A nice way to start my Sunday. :-)
Thanks for the poem and the reminder that I need to read more Larkin.
Darla
Gorgeous poem and shot! :D
Have a lovely summer, Antonella!
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