Holy Ground

Struggling with my next post – another doomed attempt to turn art into a religion – I thought I’d fill the gap by taking a look at how a great poet managed to turn religion into art. I once had the honour to read this poem to a packed audience at Cottingham Church, Hull, where the poet Philip Larkin was later buried.

21 thoughts on “Holy Ground

  1. You read it at Cottingham? Thanks for posting this one … Interesting and amusing. (I hope it’s okay to say that!!!😬) Serious house on serious earth, he says.

      1. Really? What sort of uses are they being put to? I always thought it would be great to live in a church, stained glass windows and all! Here in the U.S. I only know of churches as churches…

  2. I can only wonder if belief in the unbelievable will ever fade away, Dave, or simply take on new guises, like so many of the churches of Europe are located on the sites of earlier temples to earlier gods? Enjoyed the poem. –Curt

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