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The Mower

BY PHILIP LARKIN

The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found

A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,

Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.

Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world

Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.

The first day after a death, the new absence

Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind

While there is still time.

Philip Larkin, "The Mower" from Collected Poems. Copyright © Estate of Philip Larkin. Reprinted by permission of Faber and Faber, Ltd.

Source: Collected Poems (Farrar Straus and Giroux, 200

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WHEN THE COUNCIL WORKERS CUT THE GRASS THEY USE STRIMMERS AND I DONT THINK THEY ARE BOTHERED ABOUT WILDLIFE, HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT ASKING COUNCILS WHAT THERE POLICY IS?

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