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Larkin suffered from ‘death dread’, a disabling, obsessive fear, not just of dying but of being dead, of oblivion, and the inevitability of that. I too suffer from death dread due, I think, to having been told too young, and on the death of my beloved grandfather, that death was ‘as if you’ve never been born’. The only comfort for sufferers is to name the condition and to know others who have been there, especially in the night as Larking describes, so this poem is enormously helpful to us. Chris Marsh
Chris Marsh from United Kingdom