Dockery and Son Flashcards
(15 cards)
Black-gowned
Black-gowned, unbreakfasted, and still half-tight
I try the door
I try the door of where I used to live:
Locked.
good Lord,
Anyone
good Lord,
Anyone up today must have been born
In ‘43, when I was twenty-one.
Precis
Dockery and Son is a 6 stanza, free verse poem with regular rhyme, which describes Larkin visiting his old university, Oxford, to find out that one of his old friends now has a son which prompts a reflection on different life choices and the passive nature with which people follow societal expectations.
Well, it just shows
Well, it just shows
How much … How little … Yawning, I suppose // I fell asleep
furnace-glares
furnace-glares of Sheffield, where I changed, // And ate an awful pie
To have no
To have no son, no wife,
No house or land still seemed quite natural
Only a numbness
Only a numbness registered the shock
Of finding out how much had gone of life
Why did he think
Why did he think adding meant increase?
To me it was dilution.
Not from what
Not from what
We think truest, or most want to do:
Those warp tight-shut, just like doors.
They’re more a style
They’re more a style
Our lives bring with them
For Dockery,
For Dockery, a son, for me nothing,
Nothing with all a son’s harsh patronage.
Whether or not
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.
I catch
I catch my train, ignored.
A known bell
A known bell chimes. …….
Canal and clouds and colleges subside
Slowly from view.