John Betjeman

Rookie (28 August 1906 – 19 May 1984 / London, England)

John Betjeman Poems

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1. Lord Cozens Hardy 5/9/2011
2. Mortality 5/9/2011
3. South London Sketch 5/9/2011
4. The Last Laugh 5/9/2011
5. Verses Turned... 5/9/2011
6. The Cottage Hospital 5/9/2011
7. The Hon. Sec. 5/9/2011
8. Ireland With Emily 5/9/2011
9. The Irish Unionist's Farewell To Greta Hellastrom In 1922 5/9/2011
10. Trebetherick 5/9/2011
11. Summoned By Bells (Excerpt) 5/9/2011
12. Loneliness 5/9/2011
13. The Planster's Vision 5/9/2011
14. Winter Seascape 5/9/2011
15. Myfanwy 5/9/2011
16. Westgate-On-Sea 5/9/2011
17. Inexpensive Progress 5/9/2011
18. The Licorice Fields At Pontefract 5/9/2011
19. Lenten Thoughts Of A High Anglican 5/9/2011
20. Seaside Golf 5/9/2011
21. The Lift Man 5/9/2011
22. On A Portrait Of A Deaf Man 5/9/2011
23. Upper Lambourne 5/9/2011
24. Norfolk 5/9/2011
25. Indoor Games Near Newbury 5/9/2011
26. The Olympic Girl 5/9/2011
27. In A Bath Teashop 5/9/2011
28. Harrow-On-The-Hill 5/9/2011
29. Middlesex 8/15/2008
30. A Shropshire Lad 5/9/2011
31. Christmas 5/9/2011
32. Executive 5/9/2011
33. In Westminster Abbey 5/9/2011
34. I.M. Walter Ramsden Ob. March 26, 1947, Pembroke College, Oxford 5/9/2011
35. Business Girls 5/9/2011
36. Cornish Cliffs 5/9/2011
37. How To Get On In Society 5/9/2011
38. Guilt 5/9/2011
39. Dilton Marsh Halt 5/9/2011
40. Five O'Clock Shadow 5/9/2011

Comments about John Betjeman

  • Candy (4/11/2020 9:43:00 AM)

    I'm looking for a poem that begins:
    Are you one who lies adreaming
    supine, satisfied and steaming...
    I'm pretty sure it's Betjeman - it sounds like him - but I can't find it anywhere

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  • Richard Bright (3/18/2020 12:31:00 PM)

    I am looking for his poem that lists a whole lot of Dorset villages with odd names including Ryme Intrinseca. Can anyone help?

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  • Robin (3/14/2020 5:05:00 PM)

    I would love to know from any kind members if Sir John Betjeman wrote this about Budleigh Salterton -
    " The blood is so blue in Budleigh.. etc

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  • Barry Collins (1/27/2020 10:53:00 AM)

    I used to love playing Sir John's links at St Enodoc and one poem rings very true for me as I have " birdied" the same hole as he did...

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  • Donal Power (10/15/2019 5:12:00 PM)

    With apologies to those who don't approve.

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  • Mincub (10/12/2018 9:42:00 AM)

    I'm looking for a poem...I'm sure it's one of contains the line.....Sixteen aching arms.....reference to rowers. Can anyone help?

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  • Sloooth (6/25/2018 3:07:00 PM)

    Amazing ❤️ His work

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  • terribilini FORMERly jackson! (2/28/2018 9:39:00 AM)

    By thé Wayne,

    By thé Way

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  • Ian K (7/23/2017 1:10:00 PM)

    The quintessential English poet of the 20th century, the fact that he's easy to read doesn't detract from his genius.

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Best Poem of John Betjeman

Back From Australia

Cocooned in Time, at this inhuman height,
The packaged food tastes neutrally of clay,
We never seem to catch the running day
But travel on in everlasting night
With all the chic accoutrements of flight:
Lotions and essences in neat array
And yet another plastic cup and tray.
'Thank you so much. Oh no, I'm quite all right'.

At home in Cornwall hurrying autumn skies
Leave Bray Hill barren, Stepper jutting bare,
And hold the moon above the sea-wet sand.
The very last of late September dies
In frosty silence and the hills declare
How vast the...

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Meditation On The A30

A man on his own in a car
Is revenging himself on his wife;
He open the throttle and bubbles with dottle
and puffs at his pitiful life

She's losing her looks very fast,
she loses her temper all day;
that lorry won't let me get past,
this Mini is blocking my way.

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