Louis Macneice

(12 September 1907 – 3 September 1963 / Belfast)

Louis Macneice Poems

1. June Thunder 1/3/2003
2. Soap Suds 1/3/2003
3. The Brandy Glass 1/3/2003
4. Wolves 8/12/2003
5. Christina 1/3/2003
6. The Suicide 1/3/2003
7. House On A Cliff 1/13/2003
8. Epilogue 1/3/2003
9. Carrickfergus 1/3/2003
10. Sunday Morning 1/3/2003
11. Star-Gazer 1/3/2003
12. Bagpipe Music 1/3/2003
13. Snow 1/3/2003
14. Autobiography 1/3/2003
15. The Sunlight On The Garden 1/3/2003
16. Prayer Before Birth 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Louis Macneice

Prayer Before Birth

I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.

I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.

I am not yet born; provide me
With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talk
to me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light
in the back of my mind to guide me.

I am not yet born; forgive me
For ...

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Autobiography

My father made the walls resound,
He wore his collar the wrong way round.

When I was five the black dreamscame;
Nothing after was quite the same.

When I woke they did not care;
Nobody, nobody was there.

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