Who is Harold Pinter

Harold Pinter (; 10 October 1930 – 24 December 2008) was a British playwright, screenwriter, director and actor. A Nobel Prize winner, Pinter was one of the most influential modern British dramatists with a writing career that spanned more than 50 years. His best-known plays include The Birthday Party (1957), The Homecoming (1964), and Betrayal (1978), each of which he adapted for the screen. His screenplay adaptations of others' works include The Servant (1963), The Go-Between (1971), The French Lieutenant's Woman (1981), The Trial (1993), and Sleuth (2007). He also directed or acted in radio, stage, television, and film productions of his own and others' works.Pinter was born and raised in Hackney, east London, and educated at Hackney Downs School. He was a sprinter and a keen cricket...
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Harold Pinter Poems

  • God Bless America
    Here they go again,
    The Yanks in their armoured parade
    Chanting their ballads of joy
    As they gallop across the big world ...
  • I Saw Len Hutton In His Prime...
    I saw Len Hutton in his prime

    Another time
    ...
  • Paris
    The curtain white in folds,
    She walks two steps and turns,
    The curtain still, the light
    Staggers in her eyes....
  • Weather Forecast
    The day will get off to a cloudy start.
    It will be quite chilly
    But as the day progresses
    The sun will come out ...
  • The Ventriloquists
    I send my voice into your mouth
    You return the compliment

    I am the Count of Cannizzaro...
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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