George Barker Quotes

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I, born in Essex thirty-four
Essentially sexual years ago,
Stepped down, looked around, and saw
I had been cast a little low
In the social register
For the friends whom I now know.
Is a constable a mister?
Bob's your uncle, even so.

George Barker

She will not glance up at the bomber or condescend To drop her gin and scuttle to a cellar, But lean on the mahogany table like a mountain Whom only faith can move, and so I send O all my faith and all my love to tell her That she will move from mourning into morning.

George Barker

My one, my one, my only love,
Hide, hide your face in a leaf,
And let the hot tear falling burn
The stupid heart that will not learn
The everywhere of grief.

George Barker

Turn on your side and bear the day to me
Beloved, sceptre-struck, immured
In the glass wall of sleep. Slowly
Uncloud the borealis of your eye
And show your iceberg secrets, your midnight prizes
To the green-eyed world and to me.

George Barker

To be so closely caught up in the teeth of things that they kill you, no matter how infinitesimally kill you, is, truly, to be a poet: and to be a poet in fact it is additionally necessary that you should possess the tongues and instruments with which to record this series of infinitesimal deaths.

George Barker

George Barker

George Barker

Born: February 26, 1913

Died: October 27, 1991 (aged 78)

Bio: George Granville Barker was an English poet and author.

Known for:

The Dead Seagull (1950)
Collected poems (1987)
Dibby Dubby Dhu and Other Poems
Street Ballads
At Thurgarton Church (1969)

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