‘Enchanted by the seductive music of this poem, its strangeness but also its powerful sense of reality; I didn’t know exactly what it meant in the sense of its paraphrasable content, but its potency was unignorable. Imagine if one could write like this!’
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‘I was a Betjemaniac; I wore a Larkin smile. My writing desk was Auden-esque, til Yeats became my style.’
‘He is going to become a writer, or in Joyce’s lofty phrase “a priest of the eternal imagination”. Those words stood out on the page as if they had been written in fire. ‘
Nicholas Murray and our host Julia Copus discuss two favourite classic poems, ‘To His Coy Mistress’ by Andrew Marvell and ‘The Sun Rising’ by John Donne, in another instalment of our special ‘Poetry Break’ series.