Onan the librarian

The Spectator has This Story on Robert Gore-Langton the poet who knew how to offend everyone, the subject of a a new and (by all accounts) sympathetic film coming up on BBC 2.

They say the general view hitherto has been that Larkin (1922–85) was a fine poet but a creep of the first order.

\”Larkin is read today not because he was a Meldrewish curmudgeon, but because he was a genius at writing poetry that illuminates the corners of ordinary life in all its sadness. He was the English verse Sinatra.\”