Donald Alfred Davie
Donald Alfred Davie Poems
- Across the Bay A queer thing about those waters: there are no...
- A Spring Song "stooped to truth and moralized his ...
- Samuel Beckett's Dublin When it is cold it stinks, and not ...
- Rodez Northward I came, and knocked in the coated wall At ...
- The Nonconformist X, whom society's most mild command, For ...
- No Epitaph No moss nor mottle stains My parents' unmarked ...
- In California Chemicals ripen the citrus; There are ...
Donald Alfred Davie (17 July 1922 – 18 September 1995) was an English Movement poet, and literary critic. His poems in general are philosophical and abstract, but often evoke various landscapes.
Davie was born in Barnsley, Yorkshire, England, a son of Baptist parents. He began his education at Barnsley Hogate Grammar School, and he later attended St Catharine's College, Cambridge. His studies there were interrupted by service during the war in the Royal Navy in Arctic Russia, where he taught himself the language. In the last year of the war, in Devon, he married Doreen John. After returning to Cambridge, he continued his studies and received his B.A., M.A. and Ph.D. He returned ... more »
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Chemicals ripen the citrus;
There are rattlesnakes in the mountains,
And on the shoreline
Hygiene, inhuman caution.
Beef in cellophane
Tall as giraffes,
The orange-rancher's daughters
Crop their own groves, mistrustful.
Perpetual summer seems
Precarious on the littoral. We drive
Inland to prove
The risk we sense. At once
Winter claps-to like a shutter
High over the Ojai valley, and discloses
A double crisis,
Winter and Drought.
Ranges on mountain-ranges,
Empty, unwatered, crumbling,
Hot colours come at the eye.