King's College Chapel
Colonel Fazackerley Butterworth-Toast
02 Mar 11:29
It is quite disappointing to know that there are no poems of that great poet on poem hunter.
05 Nov 2015 01:59
Charles Stanley Causley (24 August 1917 – 4 November 2003) was a Cornish poet, schoolmaster and writer. His work is noted for its simplicity and directness and for its associations with folklore, especially when linked to his native Cornwall. Causley was born at Launceston in Cornwall and was educated there and in Peterborough. His father died in 1924 from long-standing injuries from the First World War. Causley had to leave school at 15 to earn money, working as an office boy during his early years. He served in the Royal Navy during the Second World War, as a coder, an experience he later wrote about in a book of short stories, Hands to Dance and Skylark. His first collection of poems, Farewell, Aggie Weston  (1951) contained his Song of the Dying Gunner A.A.1: Farewell, Aggie Weston, the Barracks, at Guz, Hang my tiddley suit on the door I'm sewn up neat in a canvas sheet And I shan't be home no more. Survivor's Leave followed in 1953, and from then until his death Causley published frequently. He worked as a teacher at a school in Launceston, leaving the town seldom and reluctantly, though he twice spent time in Perth as a visiting Fellow at the University of Western Australia, and worked at the Banff School of Fine Arts in Canada, and especially after his retirement which taken early in 1976  was much in demand at poetry readings in the United Kingdom. He made many broadcasts. An intensely private person, he was nevertheless approachable. He was a friend of such writers as Siegfried Sassoon, A. L. Rowse, Jack Clemo and Ted Hughes (his closest friend) . His poems for children were popular, and he used to say that he could have lived comfortably on the fees paid for the reproduction of Timothy Winters: Timothy Winters comes to school With eyes as wide as a football-pool, Ears like bombs and teeth like splinters: A blitz of a boy is Timothy Winters. - first verse So come one angel, come on ten: Timothy Winters says Amen Amen amen amen amen. Timothy Winters, Lord. Amen. - last verse (from Wikipedia)
05 Nov 2015 01:55
no poems by C.Causley because of a copyright issue..?