I don't need to study for finals.

I need to read Louis MacNeice.

Epilogue

Rows of books around me stand,
Fence me in on either hand;
Through that forest of dead words
I would hunt the living birds -
So I write these lines for you
Who have felt the death-wish too,
All the wires are cut, my friends
Live beyond the severed ends.


Read some of his stuff here. (christ is it too much to ask for a decent poetry website???) Definitely check out "Bagpipe Music" and "Sunlight on the Garden"