Louis MacNeice - Sunday Morning

Mrav12 — Mon, 03 Mar 2008 19:28:55 GMT

Hi i have an essay to write on Louis Macneice's - Sunday Morning. I was wondering if anybody could help me analyse it as i have a very hard time reading and understanding poetry. Any help would be amazing - meaning, use of enjambment, causuras, repetition, aliteration, assonance, etc. Thanks in advance to anyone who can help me out.

Louis MacNeice - Sunday Morning

Down the road someone is practising scales,
The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails,
Man's heart expands to tinker with his car
For this is Sunday morning, Fate's great bazaar,
Regard these means as ends, concentrate on this Now,

And you may grow to music or drive beyond Hindhead anyhow,
Take corners on two wheels until you go so fast
That you can clutch a fringe or two of the windy past,
That you can abstract this day and make it to the week of time
A small eternity, a sonnet self-contained in rhyme.

But listen, up the road, something gulps, the church spire
Open its eight bells out, skulls' mouths which will not tire
To tell how there is no music or movement which secures
Escape from the weekday time. Which deadens and endures.

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Louis MacNeice - Sunday Morning