Poem Poem by Simon Armitage
Poem
And if it snowed and snow covered the drive
he took a spade and tossed it to one side.
And always tucked his daughter up at night
And slippered her the one time that she lied.
And every week he tipped up half his wage.
And what he didn't spend each week he saved.
And praised his wife for every meal she made.
And once, for laughing, punched her in the face.
And for his mum he hired a private nurse.
And every Sunday taxied her to church.
And he blubbed when she went from bad to worse.
And twice he lifted ten quid from her purse.
Here's how they rated him when they looked back:
sometimes he did this, sometimes he did that.
I hear the echoes of your marvellous home town here. I spent many months working on Redbrook Reservoir and came into Marsden to eat, drink, read, connect. This feels like those days.
How complex we are as human beings. Not so easy to simplistically categorize. The same man who steals from his own mother can't control his own tears at her funeral, and all of us are that man in some way. Powerful and deep truth in this relatively harmless appearing poem.
This was the poem I almost memorised at school. It was the poem that made me realise that not all poetry is flowers and roses and love stories. It also explains the human condition very well.
this poem is excellent, and shows how people are judged by others. it also tells as to be more aware of what we think or how we 'rate' other people, because they might have done good things although we might just remember the bad ones.
And for his mum he hired a private nurse. And every Sunday taxied her to church. And he blubbed when she went from bad to worse. And twice he lifted ten quid from her purse. a fine poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/2/2024 10:23:22 PM # 1.0.0
this poem is excellent, and shows how people are judged by others. it also tells as to be more aware of what we think or how we 'rate' other people, because they might have done good things although we might just remember the bad ones.