Monday, January 1, 2024

The Flow of Time

Telugu poem by Prof N. Gopi, translated by Dr. K. Rajamouly

The sea
Is the warrior-struggle
In its stance
It cannot get sleep
Until it throws off the shore
Time with its folds of tides
In fact, the sea does not sleep
Its nature is a constant conflict.

When the sun rises late with red eyes
It showers water at the sun
Letting it free from rust
When the moon softly provokes
It rises so high to hit it
When the stars mock above
It teaches them wisdom
By throwing shells
Time does not keep quiet
Casts the net of darkness
To let the fishes freed
The sea struggles
Some conspiracies surround as storms
It is making a hole to its heart
Showers blood-rain

Changing its mind,
Time approaches the sea as a ship.
It keeps time in it and leads to shore
Water and time become one
And blow in the waves of compromise
How wonderfully creates the emotional scene!
The moustache raised by time
Spreads the fun of bubbles
Now the sea
Touches the head like mother

23 JUN 18

(From Kalanni Nidra Ponivvanu, pp 31-2)
(Trans. by Dr. Rajamouly Katta)

Published: Poetcrit 37.1 (January - June 2024)

I Swing in Joy

O Cuckoo! You are my favorite guest
For you fill my heart with smiles
You let my past flow in your notes sweetest
It is lovely cud I love to chew all miles.
Your arrival is most welcome to my region.
For my heart swings in joy in your notes
The choice-notes of your gifted throats
I feel your advent as the event happiest
As the most celebrated fest.
My heart blooms like the flower
My lips sing with the joys of your tunes,
My steps dance in grace to your rhythms
I fly on the wings to the realms of my memoirs
My native land with its pretty features
With their glow and glitz
Lit by sunrays, moonbeams, star-twinkles,
The earthly paradise, heavenly mirth on earth
That stands before me vibrant in image.
I swim in the rivulet that flows by my village
With all my boyhood friends,
Playing in sand, building dunes beside the flow.
To the north, my village tank
I sail in it on the tides to reach the bank
I leap like fish in the overflow as a sport
All the beauties to sensor hustle and bustle,
The sights of the flowers of creepers,
The gallop of rabbits and deer amid thistles.
All in mind remind me of all nostalgic joys
When days fled like hours and years like days
Jubilance of victories on my merits in studies
As a topper to enjoy applauses,
All the glows shone in my revered teachers’ faces.

Published: Poetcrit 37.1 (January - June 2024) 

Seed’s Autobiography

I am single for my struggle
Yet complete with life full
With vigor and power to fill
In my heart with aims all,
I am one to turn hundreds,
Thousands and lakhs,
Millions and billions,
The microcosm in my miniature
To macrocosm of my stature
In the years and years to come.
To reach my cherished goal
I start my traverse
From the womb of soil, my mother
With the moisture of my father
And the sunrays my well-wisher.
I live tiny but serve many
And all, their hungers,
And their tactile pleasures.
My life is not for my life
But for the lives of all, a sacrifice
Selfless service.
How tiny I am for the yeoman
For lessons to man to be human!
Let all learn from my life.
My journey from the soil
With me sown at the furrow of the plow
To grow in exuberance in glow
In full sheen of floral eminence
Pollination for my renewal
As germination of my children.

Published: Poetcrit 37.1 (January - June 2024) 

The Theme of Death - Life in Time: Larkin’s Perspective of Death, “A Black-sailed Unfamiliar”

Synopsis:

 

  For Philip Larkin, time initiates life with birth and advances it through growth ultimately to culminate in death, the end of life. Life turns a victim to the harsh reality of death, the death-prone reality to mark mortality.  He, therefore, treats death as the climax and the curtain-fall of the drama of life. He looks at time as the only destroyer because it has eroding agents for corroding powers. Death marks mortality but not eternity of life, the spiritual aspect of life as in The Gita. The spiritualists are unlike him with his agnostic background. He treats time as a double-edged weapon for it turns our life mortal on one side and our life with all ambitions futile on the other. He, therefore, does not believe in life after death, the state of oblivion in life. Life is therefore a journey to flow from womb to tomb, the two oblivions of life. He further believes that death is “anaesthesia” because it does not let man know its silent occurrence. In time's endless fleet, the evening, symbolic of old age, culminates in the night that symbolizes death. Time puts an end to life like winter to put an end to the cycle of seasons. Life, in the flux of time, is transient like the flower. Life is a hard journey through time as he finds the present hollow and dreary and the future bringing inevitable death. He grows conscious of the motionlessness, emptiness, nothingness of life as death puts an end to everything, causing pain and suffering. Life leads to the desperate cry in the horror of death. The fact of death constantly worries him "dreadfully." His poetry reflects man's struggle in evading the horrifying and terrifying fact of death. There is no poet to delineate death, the harsh reality, so vividly as Larkin. His poetry, therefore, presents the concept of death in kaleidoscopic details.

 

Keywords:

 

 Time, double-edged weapon, life, age, birth, growth, death, climax, night, evening, old age, transience (mortality), spirituality, futility, inevitable, consciousness, destroyer, shocking, constant, worrying, oblivions, agnostic, struggle, motionlessness, boredom, frightening, hospital, pain, suffering, unaesthesia, desperate cry, reality.

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Research Article:

 

  Philip Larkin, the jewel of the galaxy of Movement writers, focuses on life in the reign of time. It as the nucleus theme recurrently reflects in his poetry. For him, life flows in the river of time's inexorable flow. Life is the voyage in the ocean of time as time initiates life with birth and advances it through growth ultimately to culminate in inevitable death, the end of life, the state of motionlessness and nothingness. Life is therefore a transient journey. In the awareness of time's ceaseless fleet and in the ageing process of life, he explores the effects of time to lead life to death and grows death conscious. He concurs with time for time conquers life with its invincible powers. In the poem, "Nothing to be Said', he ascribes every change in man’s life to time’s corroding powers:

 

Hours giving evidence           

Or birth, advance

On death equally slowly.

And saying so to some

Means nothing; others it leaves                                                                   CP, 136

 

As man and poet, Larkin grows with the consciousness of time and its effects on life, and wakes to the reality, "life is slow dying"(CP, 138). In his middle age, he looks more for old age followed by inevitable death in the invincible powers of time. As Andrew Swarbrick points out, “There he looked at death from life; now he looks at life from death". (130)

 

The awareness of time in life to lead to death haunts Larkin in his life. He is ever time-haunted, 'time honored irritant' (TLD, 19). He firmly believes that time brings about age that eventually culminates in death, bestows on life against his wish.  In his middle age, the stage of experience, he is haunted more by death-horror than in his youth, the stage of innocence. He says, “The passage of time, and the approach and arrival of death, still seems to me the most unforgettable thing about our existence." (223)

 

For Larkin, life turns a victim to the harsh reality of death, the death-prone reality when “Life is slow dying” (CP, 138,), to mark mortality. He feels death is inevitable in life as it traverses in the unstoppable and irreversible flow of time.  Hans Meyerhoff says, “This is the irreversibility of the movement of time toward death." (65)

 

Larkin, as an ordinary man, believes that death is an inevitable and inescapable prophecy as in the poem, “Aubade”:  "Most things may never happen:  this one will,” (CP, 209). People are bound to face the seriousness of inescapable death.  He treats death as the climax and the curtain fall of the drama of life. He wakes up to discover the reality that life turns transitory in time's eternal flow, he lives with the consciousness of the inevitable arrival of death to put an end to life.

 

Larkin believes in the fact that time in its flow turns life transient and death is an integral part puts an end to life.  In this, he is akin to Wolfe who says (Quoted in Time in Literature), “The mystery of strange million-visaged time haunts us with the briefness of our days…”66  

 

Larkin looks at time as the only destroyer because it has eroding agents for corroding powers. Death marks mortality but not eternity of life, the spiritual aspect of life as in The Gita with the faith that time is both the creator and destroyer to bestow on man life after death. The holy book says whoever dies will have rebirth as per the message of Lord Krishna to Arjuna that one should not lament over the idea of inevitable death in 'Sankhya Yoga' as life leads to eternity from spiritual point of life,

 

jaatasyahi dhruvo mrityu

rdhruvam janma mrityasyacha,

thasmadaparihaaryerthye rthe

nathvam shochitu marhasi.                                                                     Gita, 27

 

 Poets like Browning, Donne, Eliot, Emily Dickinson, Walt Whitman, and Bergson present the faith that life continues even after death. They believe in rebirth after death as the renewal of life, as death is certain to one whoever is born. In 'Little Gidding', Eliot opines that death is the beginning of spiritual life. In this aspect, Eliot reflects his view of life after death:

 

We die with the dying:

See, they depart, we go with them.

We are born constant with the dead:                                                          FQ, 58

           

What we call the beginning is often the end

And to make an end is to make a beginning

The end is where we start from.                                                                 FQ, 58

 

For Emily Dickinson, life to lead to death, as described in her poem, “Because I could Not Stop for Death” is evident as the journey, sometimes strangely as a marriage procession and sometimes as a funeral procession.  For her, death approaches her in the funeral procession to lead her to eternity in the poem in contrast with what Larkin who thinks of death. She feels that death leads to the life of eternity,  

 

We paused before a House that seemed

A swelling of the Ground –

The Roof was scarcely visible –

The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – ‘tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses’ Heads

Were toward Eternity.                             

                                                                  Selections from English Poetry, 75

 

Larkin’s concept of death is in contrast with the poets like Robert Browning, John Donne, Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, T.S. Eliot, D.J Enright, Emily Dickinson and the like to portray the eternity of life.  For Larkin, life is a transitory life and single journey.  There is no life after death. He does not believe in rebirth as he believes in life that ends in death and so it only flows between birth and death. 

 

The spiritualists are unlike Larkin with his agnostic background. He does not believe in life after death. For him "some thing" is nothing but the fleet of time to lead life to the stage of death. For Thom Gunn, a movement poet, "one" is nothing but the flux of time that brings in “age and the only end of age”.  In ‘The Building’ (CP. 193), Larkin firmly believes that nothing evades the arrival of inevitable, inescapable death to put an end to life, the curtain-fall of life-drama, '…nothing contravenes/The coming dark.’

 

In the voyage of ship, “Only one ship is seeking us” is the voyage of life to attain “the only end of age” as described in 'Next, Please' (TWW, 38) that is death. Here Larkin presents the metaphor of ship, a vehicle to carry us on our voyage to death.  Hence “Only one ship” (TLD, 20) is suggestive of death to put an end to life.

 

 Larkin’s symbols of death are from day-to-day life. The refrain: “A drum taps: a wintry drum” (CP, 272) is symbolic of winter that destroys the beauty of spring as death puts an end to life while ageing through youth. The idea echoes in the refrain represents the harsh reality of the approach of death represented by winter as in Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven”.

 

In the consciousness of the fact that time to advance life eventually to culminate in death, the inevitability reality in the flux of time in Larkin remains as a riddle of time in life. The Larkin speaker attempts to conquer time’s eroding forces but fails to find a solution to the riddle. For him, neither the priest nor the doctor finds a solution to the riddle of time.

 

Life turns a transitory journey at the arrival death as the state of oblivion in life. Larkin believes in the harsh truth of life that man sinks into oblivion in the state of death. For him, “It’s only oblivion, true” (HW, 19). Life is therefore a journey to flow from womb to tomb, the two oblivions of life: birth and death. Death to occur in man’s life in time's ceaseless flow creates a vacuum, approaching nearer. For Larkin, life does not exist after death. Death puts an end to man’s life and man wakes up to the reality:

 

Days are where we live.

They come and wake us

Time and time over.                                                                                     CP, 67

 

Larkin in the poem, 'Aubade' further believes that death is “anaesthesia” because it does not let us know its silent occurrence:

 

… no sight, no sound,

No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with,

Nothing to love, or link with

The anaesthetic from which none come round.                                          CP, 208

 

In time's endless fleet, life is like a day that starts with the rising of sun, advances to the morning, the noon, the evening and culminates in the night. The poem, “Coming” reflects the fact the first stage of man’s life, as stated in the lines “a child/Who comes on a scene” (CP, 33), advances his life to “the only end of age”. Old age is the evening of life, and the climax of age is the sunset of "silken" life. The evening, symbolic of old age, culminates in the night to symbolize death,

 

There is an evening coming in

Across the fields, one never seen before,

That lights no lamps.

Silken it seems at a distance, yet

When it is drawn up over the knees and breast

It brings no comfort.                                                                                CP, 3

 

In the poem, 'Going', the phrase, "an evening coming in” suggests the approach of death, "that lights no lamps." The line, “With the bridles in the evening come” (CP, 29) reflects the fact that life slips into darkness, “with no one to see” (CP, 196). In the poem 'Next, Please', the expressions, 'A huge and birdless silence', 'a black-sailed unfamiliar' and 'no waters bread or break' are symbolic of death, the curtain fall of the life-drama.

 

For Larkin, time puts an end to life like winter to put an end to the cycle of seasons. Life, in the flux of time, is like the flower that starts its beautiful journey from the stage of the bud in dreams, to the stage of the pretty flower to shine in brightness and spread its perfume but falls onto the ground when its glitz and glitter fade away to mark its transience. The million–petalled flower in “Nothing to Be Said” is symbolic of the transience or brevity of life. The flower with its temporary treasures: fragrance, bloom, sweetness, etc., are like those in man's life. The fruit is like that of the flower as it falls down in times of its ripeness to reflect the sign of transience of life in the endless flow of time. So is the case with life to end in death, the inevitable award of mortality.

 

            Larkin believes in the mortality of life against the immortality and eternity of life. Larkin shares the opinion of Dylan Thomas in "Fern Hill" on time and its effects on life:

 

Time held me green and dying

Through I sang in my chairs like the sea.

                                                                             The Modern Poets’ World, 91

 

Dylan Thomas feels that he who was once “green” is dying like all “green” things. The poem reflects an outpouring of Thomas’s nostalgia for a vanished past unlike Larkin’s poems. Thomas concurs with the concept of time and its powers like Larkin.

           

John Masefield deals with the transience of life in the unstoppable passage of time. Life is brief “for the time is brief, as thread the length of a span”. He, at the same time, exhorts man to enjoy life until life comes to end, as the earth is the place where man has to make short life worth enjoyable. He reminds us of Larkin's view of transient life,

 

Guesting a while in the room of a beautiful inn,

Glad till the dancing stops and the lilt of music ends

Laugh till the game is played; and be you merry, my friends

                                                                                           Poetry for Pleasure, 31

 

For Masefield, this earth is “the dear green earth” but for Larkin it is “serious earth” (TLD, 29). Larkin opines that life can never turn happy despite man’s efforts to be happy and permanent.

 

D.J., Enright, a Movement poet considers life a constant cycle of birth and death. Life is for renewal: “Where so much withering is and so much bloom”. In respect of Larkin, the incessant flow of time brings death to life against man’s wish.

 

Larkin’s idea of death as depicted in 'Aubade' is only physical as death puts an end to life, "the endless extinction". Death comes in life with its own inevitable role under the reign of time to put an end to life:

 

Slowly light strengthens, and the room takes shape,

It stands plain as wardrope, what we know,

Have always known, know that we can’t escape,

Yet can’t accept.                                                                                      CP, 209

 

Larkin’s agnostic philosophy is different from those who think that there is life after death for spiritual or eternal life.  For Larkin, there is no sense of an after-life as in the “wake” of death, “no waters bread or break” (CP, 52).  According to Clive James, something remains when everything is lost for nothing.  He opines that Larkin is “the poet of the void.  The one affirmation his work offers is the possibility that when we have lost everything, the problem of beauty still remains.  It’s enough” (38) in the wake of death, there remains nothing except fame, as there is no life after death.

 

Thus, Larkin differs from those poets in this aspect. He treats time as a double-edged weapon for it turns our life mortal on one side and our life with all ambitions futile on the other. In man’s consciousness in the approach of death, life turns transitory on one hand and dreary on the other for death is inevitable in life. As a result, we feel life in death and death in life. Anthony Thwaite says, “Dead leaves strew the lawns:  in the midst of life, we are in death". (15)

 

For Larkin, life is a hard journey through time as he finds the present hollow and dreary and the future bringing inevitable death. Especially the approach of inevitable death fills one’s heart with horror. Larkin depicts death so vividly as any great poet. According to Donald Hall “The fear of dying is a daily companion of many found its Homer, Dante and Milton in Philip Larkin." (165)

 

Man lives in the horror of death, extinction, and obliteration. He grows conscious of the motionlessness, emptiness, nothingness of life and of the inevitable arrival of death to put an end to everything, causing pain and suffering from the thought of death lifelong. When life flows against the desperate cry in the horror of death, life is what D. R. Draper calls “an expression of horror and appalled dread a protest against mortality" (205).  In the ceaseless flux of time, the journey of life proceeds from hopeful future, 'armada of promises' through the dry and dreary present to the regretful past and finally to emptiness and nothingness caused by death: 'The end of choice, the last of hope; and all' in “The Building” (CP, 191)

 

Death is the fearful thing. The idea of inevitable death frightens us. As Larkin says, “Most things may never happen: this one will” (CP, 209). Man attempts to be free from the fear caused by the existence unalterable death. Larkin rightly calls “Aubade” “in-a-funk-about-death poem." (CP, 574)

 

Life ultimately leads to nothingness, and it is certain in time's flow.  As Salem K. Hasan points out, “Truly, life becomes even thinner when contemplating the idea of human life being ‘dispersed’ into nothingness." (38)

 

The concept of death is evident through the spectrum of Larkin's poetry right from the beginning of his career. Time has annihilating powers, "eroding agents" in its endless fleet by advancing life to the stage of aging and finally to culminate in death. The idea flows through as the main vein in all the volumes, throughout his poetry:

 

            Take the grave's part,

                        Tell the bone's truth.                                                          C.P. 295

 

            Only one ship is seeking us, a black-

            Sailed unfamiliar, towing at her back

            A huge and birdless silence.  In her wake

            No waters breed or break.                                                 TLD,   20

           

                        Life is first boredom, then fear

            Whether or not we use it, it goes,

            And leaves what something hidden from us chose,

            And age, and then the only end of age.                               CP, 152

 

            All know they are going to die

            Not yet, perhaps not here, but in the end,

            And somewhere like this.  That is what it means.                CP, 19

 

                       Most things may never happen: this one will...                   CP, 209

 

Larkin as a poet and man is quite aware that in its endless flow, time brings about age and the only end of age as in the poem, "The Old Fools'. Larkin says that the old are already at death’s orbit:

 

            At death you break up, the bits that were you

            Start speeding away from each forever

            With no one to see.                                                           CP, 196

 

The advance of death is deeply shocking to the old in “the power/Of choosing gone”. The old are ignorant of death. The poet poses a question on their ignorance of death:

             “How can they ignore it?”                                               CP, 197

 

 Larkin's poetry reflects the idea of man's struggle against the idea of death to evade the harsh reality of life in the poem, 'The Building'. Man struggles to "transcend/The thought of the dying" in the hospital. The efforts of medical science to heal the sick and to ward off death become futile ultimately because "Somewhere like this", the sense of mortality is the inevitable fact of life. The people bring "wasteful, weak, propitiatory flowers" at the end. Larkin stoically accepts the sense of defeat in the helpless condition as he, as man and poet fails in his efforts. Andrew Swarbrick rightly says, “Larkin’s equivalent epitaph is anti-death by being anti-life."(138)

 

Hence, the hospital building serves as a symbol for the place of life's beginning and end because life starts with birth and ends with death in the hospital. People in different ages, are victims of time either by sickness or old age ultimately to culminate in death, "...Some are young,/ Some old but most at that vague age that claims/The end of choice, the last of hope; and all" ('The Building', CP,191). The building here serves the natural or familiar symbol as a constant reminder of sickness heading to death or to the life-truth that “all are going to die”. As Terry Whalen says, “The hospital is a natural symbol, not of healing, but of the undeniable fact of death." (103)

 

“The Building” reflects the facts of birth and death, the arrival and the departure of life whereas “Church going” does with birth, marriage and death. When the church is “a serious house on serious earth”, the hospital in “The Building” is a serious place for the people to suffer and die.  Sir Thomas Browne says, “For the world, I count it not an inn, but a Hospital; and a place not to live, but to die in." (115) T. S. Eliot sees the hospital from the same angle, “The whole earth is our hospital” (FQ, 30). The poem, “The Building” (CP, 191) serves as a place where death-cry always is in echo.

 

            The ambulances in the poem 'Ambulances', used for bringing the sick to the hospital indirectly remind them of hospital-beds that are likely to serve as the beds of their death. The sight of ambulances fills the idea of inevitable death in the minds of the on-lookers. Man wakes to the reality that death occurs in life due to accident, disease, or old age. Death surely puts an end to life. For Larkin, there is no reference to life after death.

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The poem, 'Explosion' reflects the death of miners, ascribed to an accident or explosion in the mine. It is the tragic experience of death by accident:

 

At noon, there came a tremor; cows

Stopped chewing for a second; sun,

Scarfed as in a heat-haze, dimmed.                                                           CP, 175

 

Another fact as stated in 'Ignorance' is that we are ignorant of the time of death’s arrival though the horror of death haunts us all through life,

 

And yet spend all our life on imprecision,

That when we start to die

Have no idea why.                                                                                   CP, 107

 

The endless extinction causes “Furnace-fear” in the heart of man.  Larkin himself dreads death.  When death is frightful and horrifying, it is most unwelcome. Death is most welcome and joyful when it is a starting point for immortal life. In 'When Lilacs last in the Dooryard Bloomed', Walt Whitman addresses death as “Dark mother” with “a chant of fullest welcome”:

 

Come lovely and soothing death,

Undulate round the world serenely arriving,

In the day, in the night, to all to each,

Sooner or later delicate death.

                                                      American Literature of the 19th Century. 390

 

            For Larkin, the sick in the constant awareness of death, felt “so perturbed” by his father’s death at the age of sixty-three from cancer. He was not able to forget the idea of death, and “became convinced that he too would die at the same age, land from the same cause.” (1) He grew consciousness of death as the harshest reality in life. His poetry presents the concept of death in kaleidoscopic details.

 

Larkin has the constant awareness of the ceaseless flow of time that advances life from birth to youth, middle age, old age and finally to death. It is a horrifying and terrifying fact for Larkin. The fact of death constantly worries Larkin "dreadfully". He himself admits the fact, referring to the concept of death in an interview:

 

“Yes, dreadfully. If you assume you’re going to live to be seventy, seven decades, and think of each decade as a day of the week, starting with Sunday, then I’m on Friday afternoon now.  Rather a shock, isn’t it?  If you ask, why does it bother me?  I can only say I dread endless extinction." (55)

 

Life is prone to become transient in the endless flow of time against our desires and we experience the fear of extinction and obliteration of the self.  For Larkin, the idea of the arrival of death is uniquely horrifying and terrifying in life.  As Pater Hollindale says, “Larkin’s imaginative vision of death is a kind of agoraphobia.” (60) For Larkin, death is a messenger, sent at the command of the time to obliterate life and serves as a fearing friend until the end of life.

 

In this connection, Larkin identifies with the old fools in 'The Old Fools' and shares their dread and suffering of the approach of death:

 

            Perhaps being old is having lighted rooms

            Inside your head, and people in them, acting                                CP, 196

 

The old are sure to feel that they are at death’s door or in depth's orbit and suffer from the terrifying reality of death’s approach against their wishes.  In Larkin's 'Deceptions', life is bound to be suffering on one’s failures in fulfilling desires:

 

            What can be said,

            Except that suffering is exact, but where

            Desire takes charge, readings will grow erratic?                           CP, 32

 

Larkin, at the same time, admits the fact that “suffering is exact” and inescapable from death. Life is full of sad music when man is preoccupied with the idea of inescapable death.  He feels like running away from this sad state of life:

 

            If grief could burn out

            Like a sunken coal,

            The heart could rest quest.                                                           CP. 298

 

In time's annihilating powers, “Life is slow dying” (CP, 138). Man’s fatal state is quite shocking to his kith and kin they are in consolation of visitors on the receipt of death-message, as in 'Aubade', 'Postmen like doctors go from house to house' CP, 208.

 

As a poet and man, Larkin never congratulates himself on the approach of death but dreads the coming of death and emptiness caused by its arrival. In 'Toads Revisited' He accepts his defeat in the face of time despite his attempts to transcend the thought of dying:

 

Give me your arm, old toad;

Help me down the Cemetery Road                                                         CP, 147

 

The “Cemetery” is symbolic of death that helps man ultimately to conclude his life. Doctors treat patients and patients have a sigh of relief in the hospital. When patients fail to live longer and die against their wishes, there is desperate cry on the part of their kith and kin:

 

            Higher than the handsomest hotel

            The lucent comb shows up for miles, but see,

            All round it close –ribbed. Streets rise and fail

            Like a great sigh out of the last century.                                CP, 191

 

Man wants to live longer and fulfill his desires but fails to do so as time destroys by its annihilating powers to turn his life mortal and futile. Life becomes a hard journey to come across harsh realities in the reign of time. Larkin as man and poet finds “boredom” in his life.

 

Death in Larkin is never a master but a slave because it responds to the call of time in the endless flow in 'Cut Grass'.  It is time to turn life transient, leading it to death: 'Brief is the breath/Mown stalks exhale/ Long, long the death'(CP, 183). Life is full of experiences, but death is one death, the curtain-fall of the drama of life.  As David Lodge says, “death is not an event in life: we don’t live to experience death." (291)

 

Larkin looks at death differently in the poems: “Explosion” and “The Whitsun Weddings”, dealing with the renewal of life or rebirth of life. “The poem deals with the death of miners in the explosion and the aftermath of death,

 

            …and for a second

            wives saw men of the explosion

                           

            One showing the eggs unbroken.                                                     CP, 175

 

  The unbroken eggs in 'Explosion' serve as a symbol of renewal. The fear of death seems transcended. Larkin contemplates on funeral service in the wake of the tragic experience of death. There is a consolation with a religious or spiritual sense to the wives of dead husbands in the explosion by means of the symbol of unbroken eggs for rebirth,

 

            The dead go on before us, they

            Are sitting in God’s house in comfort,

            We shall see them face to face-                                                      CP, 175

 

 The poem “The Whitsun Weddings” celebrates a happy funeral. These lines reflect the theme of death and renewal because of consummation of love.  The showery arrows imply death as well as fertility. Man’s journey that comes across marriage to death, involves sexual act only for the renewal of life or the perpetuation of race even though it ends in death,

 

            We slowed again,

            And as the tightened brakes took hole, there swelled

            A sense of failing, like an arrow-shower

            Sent out of sight, somewhere becoming rain.                           CP, 114

 

Larkin explores the acceptable fact that inevitable death is the ultimate reality of life. Death puts the end to life. Death causes vacuum in life. Death leads life to motionless and nothingness. Larkin believes that the death is slave to time's inexorable powers. The endless flow of time puts an end to life, bestowing on life darkness, "black-sailed unfamiliar (CP, 52). Life is death-prone in time’s flow against one's choice. Man grows with the increasing horror in his heart, as life is “slow dying”. Like an ordinary man, Larkin acknowledges death as ultimate reality not only for man but also for nature. Beauty in nature is prone to decay only for renewal in time’s flow in contrast with the life of man. There is no poet to delineate death, the harsh reality, so vividly as Larkin.

 

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                                            Works Cited

 

Larkin, Philip.  Collected Poems (CP). London: The Marvel Press, 1988

--------------- The North Ship (NS). London, Fortune Press, 1945

---------------- The Less Deceived (LD). Yarkshire: Marvell Press, 1955.

----------------The Whitsun Weddings (WW). London: Faber&Faber, 1964.

---------------- High Windows (HW). London: Faber&Faber, 1974.

Eliot, T.S. Four Quartets (FQ). London: New Delhi: Oxford University Press, 1971.

Vyasa, Veda. Srimad Bhagavadgitha. Madrs: Sri Ramakrishna Printing Press, 1993.

Swarbrick, Andrew. Out or Reach: The Poetry of Philip Larkin. London: Macmillan, 1995. 130

Larkin, Letters to Pasty stro 20ng (nee Avis) – 3 February 1954, Ms Selected Letters of Philip Larkin, 1940 – 1985. London: Faber & Faber, 1992. 223

Meyerhoff, Hans Time in Literature. London: University of California pres, 1974. 66

Thwaite, Anthony. Introduction to Selected Letters of Philip Larkin. 1940-1985. 15

Hall, Donald. Philip Larkin, 1922-85, Philip Larkin: The Man and His Work. Iowa: Iowa Press, 1989. 165

Draper, D.R. Lyric Tragedy. London: Macmillan, 1983. 23

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Brown, Sir Thomas. Religio Madici. London: Macmillan, 1950. 115

Larkin, Philip. Required writing. London: Faber & Faber, 1983. 1, 55

Hollindale, Peter. “The Long Perspectives”, Critical Essays on Philip Larkin. London: Longman, 1989.66

 

Published: Poetcrit 37.1 (January - June 2024)