Monday, June 07, 2010

Dry-Point


"And how remote that bare and sunscrubbed room,
Intensely far, that padlocked cube of light
We neither define nor prove,
Where you, we dream, obtain no right of entry."

-  the ending of  the poem Dry-Point by Philip Larkin (1922-1985), quoted from this--> volume


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