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Afternoons: : By Philip Larkin : : Summer is fading:The leaves fall in ones and twosFrom trees borderingThe new recreation ground.In the hollows of afternoonsYoung mothers assembleAt swing and sandpitSetting free their children. 8 Behind them, at intervals,Stand husbands in skilled trades,An estateful of washing,And the albums, letteredOur Wedding, lyingNear the television:Before them, the windIsContinue reading “Afternoons : Philip Larkin : : Afternoon Poems : :”