Louis Macneice Yellow Poems
- 1. Christina
It all began so easy
With bricks upon the floor
Building motley houses
And knocking down your houses
... - 2. Carrickfergus
I was born in Belfast between the mountain and the gantries
To the hooting of lost sirens and the clang of trams:
Thence to Smoky Carrick in County Antrim
Where the bottle-neck harbour collects the mud which jams
... - 3. Autobiography
My father made the walls resound,
He wore his collar the wrong way round.
When I was five the black dreamscame;
... - 4. Soap Suds
This brand of soap has the same smell as once in the big
House he visited when he was eight: the walls of the bathroom open
To reveal a lawn where a great yellow ball rolls back through a hoop
To rest at the head of a mallet held in the hands of a child.
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