Larkin, ‘The Life with a Hole in it’
February 21, 2013 § Leave a comment
My personal essay has led me to read a number of poems in an attempt to find one that fits the words. I came across Philip Larkin’s ‘The Life with a Hole in it’; its final stanza is rather wonderful. The image of the ‘unbeatable slow machine’ reminds me of my mum’s description of working life and the ‘real world’ – once you’re on the treadmill, you can’t get off:Life is an immobile, locked, Three-handed struggle between Your wants, the world’s for you, and (worse) The unbeatable slow machine That brings what you’ll get. Blocked, They strain round a hollow stasis Of havings-to, fear, faces. Days sift down it constantly. Years.