Louis Macneice

(12 September 1907 – 3 September 1963 / Belfast)

Autobiography - Poem by Louis Macneice

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.

In my childhood trees were green
And there was plenty to be seen.

When my silent terror cried,
Nobody, nobody replied.

I got up; the chilly sun
Saw me walk away alone.

My mother wore a yellow dress;
Gentle, gently, gentleness.

The dark was talking to the dead;
The lamp was dark beside my bed.

Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.
Come back early or never come.


Comments about Autobiography by Louis Macneice

  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/11/2015 12:49:00 PM)


    HERE IS THE CORRECT TEXT:

    ''Autobiography'' - by Louis MacNeice

    In my childhood trees were green
    And there was plenty to be seen.

    Come back early or never come.

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

    Come back early or never come.

    My mother wore a yellow dress;
    Gentle, gently, gentleness.

    Come back early or never come.

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

    Come back early or never come.

    The dark was talking to the dead;
    The lamp was dark beside my bed.

    Come back early or never come.

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

    Come back early or never come.

    When my silent terror cried,
    Nobody, nobody replied.

    Come back early or never come.

    I got up; the chilly sun
    Saw me walk away alone.

    Come back early or never come.
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  • (9/10/2006 1:40:00 PM)


    GAH how irritating. Can't fully appreciate this poem AT ALL like that. Someone Fix it. (Report) Reply

  • (1/24/2006 6:05:00 PM)


    This poem is incorrectly transcribed. It is a powerful, sad poem, but need to be read as written! (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2005 7:13:00 AM)


    shades of theodore roethke with this poetry. I love it. Very chilling. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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