I discovered Harold Pinter this month. Unfortunately, I only discovered him because he died. He passed away on Christmas Eve. He was a playwright, a screenwriter, actor, director, author, poet, and political activist, and he won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2005. If it had anything to do with words, it seems Harold Pinter did it. So far, I’ve only read his poetry, but I’m looking forward to reading his other work. Here’s one of my favorites.
After Lunch
And after noon the well-dressed creatures come
To sniff among the dead
And have their lunch
And all the many well-dressed creatures pluck
The swollen avocados from the dust
And stir the minestrone with stray bones
And after lunch
They loll and lounge about
Decanting claret in convenient skulls
Harold Pinter September 2002
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And after noon the well-dressed creatures come
To sniff among the dead
And have their lunch
And all the many well-dressed creatures pluck
The swollen avocados from the dust
And stir the minestrone with stray bones
And after lunch
They loll and lounge about
Decanting claret in convenient skulls
Harold Pinter September 2002
Today's poetry Round-up is being hosted by
Adventures in Daily Living
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