Philip Larkin’s Poetry: Themes, Form, Style, Imagery and Symbolism
render whole” (Bayley 1988, 274).
These epiphanies are, therefore, the revelation of which only the poet has seen,
or the re-revelation of something already known on which it tries to throw a new light.
Perhaps what it distinguishes the art of Larkin is not as much the aspiration to reveal a
truth as projecting it as an epiphany.
In all his work Larkin do not stop in bars at the time of attracting the reader with
all the arms which he has: its histrionics, its humour, its acidity, its self-confidence, his
swears words, his compassion:
Larkin recognizes that this aspect is one of which they make his poetry
recognizable: “If someone asked me what lines I am known for it would be the
one about mum or dad or ‘Books are a load of crap’ – sentiments to which
every bosom returns an echo, as Dr Johnson said”. (1983, 48)
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