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Thursday, March 27, 2003


Larkin in an interview with the Observer:

Poetry can creep up on you unawares. Wordsworth was nearly the price of me once. I was driving down the M1 on a Saturday morning: they had this poetry slot on the radio, 'Time for Verse': it was a lovely summer morning, and someone suddenly started reading the Immortality ode, and I couldn't see for tears. And when you're driving down the middle lane at seventy miles an hour ... I don't suppose I'd read that poem for twenty years, and it's amazing how effective it was when one was totally unprepared for it.

William Wordsworth began writing Intimations of Immortality at breakfast 201 years ago today.


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