The Mower by Philip Larkin

The Mower BY PHILIP LARKIN The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found A hedgehog jammed up against the blades, Killed. It had been in the long grass. I had seen it before, and even fed it, once. Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world Unmendably. Burial was no help: Next morning I got up and […]

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Prayer by Carol Ann Duffy

Prayer by Carol Ann Duffy ​Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer utters itself. So, a woman will lift her head from the sieve of her hands and stare at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift. ​ Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth enters our hearts, that small familiar […]

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