…Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
– From Philip Larkin’s High Windows, 1974.
…Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
– From Philip Larkin’s High Windows, 1974.
Kelly Gardiner 