{"id":4434,"date":"2023-09-14T14:09:54","date_gmt":"2023-09-14T18:09:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/?p=4434"},"modified":"2023-09-14T14:09:55","modified_gmt":"2023-09-14T18:09:55","slug":"a-poem-for-a-thursday-239","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2023\/09\/14\/a-poem-for-a-thursday-239\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem for a Thursday #239"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Louis MacNeice was born in 1907 in Ireland. He attended Oxford and then went on to live most of his life in London. He was a renowned playwright and wrote for the BBC. His poetry is “characterized by its humorous tone and its integration of contemporary ideas and images.” MacNeice died after catching a chill that turned to pneumonia. He was 55. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Forty-two years ago (to me if to no one else\nThe number is of interest) it was a brilliant starry night\nAnd the westward train was empty and had no corridors\nSo darting from side to side I could catch the unwonted sight\nOf those almost intolerably bright\nHoles, punched in the sky, which excited me partly because\nOf their Latin names and partly because I had read in the textbooks\nHow very far off they were, it seemed their light\nHad left them (some at least) long years before I was.\n\nAnd this remembering now I mark that what\nLight was leaving some of them at least then,\nForty-two years ago, will never arrive\nIn time for me to catch it, which light when\nIt does get here may find that there is not \nAnyone left alive\nTo run from side to side in a late night train\nAdmiring it and adding noughts in vain.\n\nStar-gazer\nLouis MacNeice<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
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Louis MacNeice was born in 1907 in Ireland. He attended Oxford and then went on to live most of his life in London. He was a renowned playwright and wrote for the BBC. His poetry is “characterized by its humorous tone and its integration of contemporary ideas and images.” MacNeice died after catching a chill that turned to pneumonia. He was 55. Forty-two years ago (to me if to no one else The number is of interest) it was a brilliant starry night And the westward train was empty and had no corridors So darting from side to side I could catch the unwonted sight Of those almost intolerably bright Holes, punched in the sky, which excited me partly because Of their Latin names and partly because I had read in the textbooks How very far off they were, it seemed their light Had left them (some at least) long years before I was. And this remembering now I mark that what Light was leaving some of them at least then, Forty-two years ago, will never arrive In time for me to catch it, which light when It does get here may find that there is not Anyone left alive To run from side to side in a late night train Admiring it and adding noughts in vain. Star-gazer Louis MacNeice<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4435,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4434","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem-for-a-thursday"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4434","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4434"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4434\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4437,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4434\/revisions\/4437"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4435"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4434"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4434"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4434"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}