When getting my nose in a book
Cured most things short of school,
It was worth ruining my eyes
To know I could still keep cool,
And deal out the old right hook
To dirty dogs twice my size.
Later, with inch-thick specs,
Evil was just my lark:
Me and my coat and fangs
Had ripping times in the dark.
The women I clubbed with sex!
I broke them up like meringues.
Don’t read much now: the dude
Who lets the girl down before
The hero arrives, the chap
Who’s yellow and keeps the store
Seem far too familiar. Get stewed:
Books are a load of crap.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Poor Lover to His Rich Mistress about to Marry His Coxcombly Rival by William Wycherley
- William Allingham – William Allingham
- I, or Someone Like Me by Marvin Bell
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
- Robert Burns: The Poet’s Progress : A Poem In Embryo
- Early Risèn by William Barnes
- Serendipity by Seema Gupta
- If A Tree Could Wander by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Омар Хайям – О друге я мечтал, но им не стал никто
- Николай Гумилев – За часом час бежит и падает во тьму
- Аля Кудряшева – Замылим, потом замолим
- Владимир Высоцкий – Давно, в эпоху мрачного язычества
- Алексей Хомяков – Русская песня
- Омар Хайям – Коль станешь твердым
- Further Instructions poem – Ezra Pound poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
Philip Arthur Larkin (1922-1985), Commander of the Order of the British Empire, a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, Cavalier of the Order of the Companions of Honour, was an English poet, novelist, and librarian.