Jo and I spent some time looking through poetry anthologies for appropriate quotes for the program. Soon wandering through old favourites that had nothing to do with the program!
Those that were relevant are probably too Eurocentric or the English too obscure for our audience. William Blake, always chiding religious hypocrisy is a good example in a poem like the Garden of Love which now
..was filled with graves
And tombstones where flowers should be
And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
Perhaps easier is The Divine Image in which he says that Mercy, Love, Pity and Peace are the essence of Christianity and it ends:
And all must love the human form,
In heathen,Turk, or Jew;
Where Mercy, Love & Pity dwell
There God is dwelling too.
Our own favourite was a typically laconic Larkin poem entitled Days:
What are days for?
Days are where we live.
They come, they wake us
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in;
Where can we live but days?
Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields.
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