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“But now it is time to sleep; one by one
They rise from the bench and their gigantic shadows
Lurch on the shuddering walls.”
Louis MacNeice (1938)
#photography #bench #moss #lichen #decay #ghosts #memories #poetry #MacNeice #PotD #stonewall #ruins
“Rows of books around me stand,
Fence me round on either hand;
Through that forest of dead words
I would hunt the living birds”
Louis MacNeice (1936)
#photography #books #shelves #bookshop #PotD #poetry #MacNeice #BarterBooks #Alnwick #literature
“Were he to count a thousand, a hundred
Thousand sheep, they would all be scraggy
and stare at him with the stare
Of refugees, outraged and sullen”
Louis MacNeice (1952)
#photography #sheep #Iona #Mull #SoundOfIona #IsleOfIona #Poetry #MacNeice #sky #clouds #seascape #Scotland #WesternIsles
“Windows between you and the world
Keep out the cold, keep out the fright;
Then why does your reflection seem
So lonely in the moving night?”
Louis MacNeice (1949)
#photography #London #GPOTower #BTTower #reflections #poetry #MacNeice #architecture #PotD #windows #distortion #buildings
“Let all these so ephemeral things
Be somehow permanent like the swallow’s tangent wings:
Goodbye to you, this day remember is Christmas, this morn
They say, interpret it your own way, Christ is born.”
Louis MacNeice (1935)
#photography #PotD #Christmas #poem #MacNeice #Fairmont #StAndrews
“The pavement artists of the sky
Are the souls of artists run away.
I will lay me between two clouds
But I will not sleep.”
Louis MacNeice (1925)
#photography #clouds #sky #patterns #PotD #poetry #MacNeice #art #artists #nature #StratusClouds #SkyArt #Skyscapes #GoldenHour
“The pavements glitter, the black umbrellas bloom,
The buses loom like planets in the mist,
And the clock on the Parliament tower
Strikes the hour with a hollow sound
Over the traffic and the crowd.”
Louis MacNeice (1939)
#photograph #BigBen #London #clock #tower #poetry #MacNeice #war #PotD
I like the place, even if I was struck by the deep strangeness of the place. A favorite poet of mine, Louis #MacNeice, really captured it well in a late poem (in his collection The Burning Perch, 1963):
Concepts of home: #MacNeice and #Hewitt with contrary approaches yet with clear significance for both
Read our article by Bláthnaid Mc QUAIDE 👉
#SharedFuture #NorthernIreland #literature #poetry @blathnaidmcq @The_JHS @adamdhanna @PRONI_DFC
