My colleague Michael Gove, who speaks for the Opposition on education, caused a bit of a stir the other day when he called for the return of traditional elements to the school curriculum. One of the things that he wanted was to see more poetry taught in English lessons and all children encouraged to learn more verse by heart.
I’m completely behind him on this but then I’ve got more books of verse than books about politics on my shelves at home. But where Michael was remarkably brave was to identify his favourite poems. Alexander Pope is a most unfashionable poet these days but Michael picked out both The Dunciad and the Rape of the Lock as among his choices, along with Browning’s My Last Duchess, Tennyson’s Ulysses and Eliot’s The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock .
This set me thinking about my own list. The trouble is, my preference can vary depending on the occasion or the mood I’m in. For example, in December I always go back to Betjeman’s Christmas.
If pressed, my top selections would include Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18, Wordsworth’s Intimations of Immortality, and Byron’s Don Juan (I first read this as a set text for A-level and still laugh out loud at the ingenuity of his rhymes). Then I suppose I would have to add a Keats poem (either Ode to a Nightingale or Ode to Autumn). For Tennyson I’m torn between Ulysses and Locksley Hall.
Finally, for sentimental reasons I’ll throw in Ogden Nash’s Custard the Dragon and Edward Lear’s The Jumblies, whichmy sons asked for night after night when they were little.
So, what would your selection be?
