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Comment 3 of 3, added on January 19th, 2007 at 5:03 PM.
As we all know golf can be a very frustrating game. Even the best of golfers wants to give it up when they play badly so imagine the joy a good game can bring. John Betjeman does just that in Seaside Golf. The rhyme and rhythm and the choice of words that Betjemin employs reinforces the euphoria of a good game. JB used to holiday in Cornwall and he may have played at one of the seaside golf courses where he had this wonderful experience. I first read this poem in 1975 and I often think of it when I play golf. I am sure golfers would immediately identify with it, especially when they enjoy a good round of golf. In the last stanza he arouses all our senses and is literally "flitting" above the grass when he makes par. And it's not just about golf. It could apply to any game and to life too. A wonderful poem.
Stuart from Australia
Comment 2 of 3, added on May 5th, 2006 at 5:05 AM.
I have been studying John Betjeman for English, i think that he is a wonderful poet and how ever much i hate golf, this poem does make it sound fun and something that can be enjoyed. What is most amusing is his way of being able to remember every single detail of what the day was like, it just shows that people never really grow old and he shows this within all his poems.
Emma from United Kingdom
Comment 1 of 3, added on March 24th, 2006 at 8:49 AM.
I am not a big literary fan but this is a beautiful description of the joy one can get out of the simple game of golf. (if only every hole was so simple!).
It manages to capture the very essence of why the sport has gripped so many people(the natural scenery, the self satsifaction of beating the course) and shows why the sport shoud not stay exclusive to the priviliged few who get to play the game
i frist heard it durning the BBC golf coverage of the 2003 open and love it ever since.
Shane in Hackney, London
Shane from United Kingdom
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As we all know golf can be a very frustrating game. Even the best of golfers wants to give it up when they play badly so imagine the joy a good game can bring. John Betjeman does just that in Seaside Golf. The rhyme and rhythm and the choice of words that Betjemin employs reinforces the euphoria of a good game. JB used to holiday in Cornwall and he may have played at one of the seaside golf courses where he had this wonderful experience. I first read this poem in 1975 and I often think of it when I play golf. I am sure golfers would immediately identify with it, especially when they enjoy a good round of golf. In the last stanza he arouses all our senses and is literally "flitting" above the grass when he makes par. And it's not just about golf. It could apply to any game and to life too. A wonderful poem.
Stuart from Australia