The Daily Poem

Today's poem is for those snowed in and ready for spring. Bio via Wikipedia: Philip Arthur LarkinCHCBEFRSL(9 August 1922 – 2 December 1985) was an English poet, novelist, and librarian. His first book of poetry,The North Ship, was published in 1945, followed by two novels,Jill(1946) andA Girl in Winter(1947), and he came to prominence in 1955 with the publication of his second collection of poems,The Less Deceived, followed byThe Whitsun Weddings(1964) andHigh Windows(1974). He contributed toThe Daily Telegraphas itsjazzcritic from 1961 to 1971, articles gathered inAll What Jazz: A Record Diary 1961–71(1985), and he editedThe Oxford Book of Twentieth Century English Verse(1973).[1]His many honours include theQueen's Gold Medal for Poetry.[2]He was offered, but declined, the position ofPoet Laureatein 1984, following the death ofSir John Betjeman.

Yesterday was W.H. Auden's birthday, so here's one of his great ones. Bio via Wikipedia:Wystan Hugh Auden(/ˈwɪstənˈhjuːˈɔːdən/; 21 February 1907– 29 September 1973) was an Anglo-American poet. Auden's poetry was noted for its stylistic and technical achievement, its engagement with politics, morals, love, and religion, and its variety in tone, form, and content. Some of his best known poems are about love, such as "Funeral Blues"; on political and social themes, such as "September 1, 1939" and "The Shield of Achilles"; on cultural and psychological themes, such asThe Age of Anxiety; and on religious themes such as "For the Time Being" and "Horae Canonicae".[1][2][3]

A poem dedicated to this long, cold winter. Nancy Willard(June 26, 1936 – February 19, 2017)[1]was anAmericanwriter: novelist, poet, author and occasional illustrator ofchildren's books. She won the 1982Newbery MedalforA Visit to William Blake's Inn.[2] - Bio via Wikipedia.