Poems – John Drinkwater


Who is John Drinkwater?

John Drinkwater was a renowned poet whose works left an indelible mark on the world of literature. Born on June 1, 1882, in Leytonstone, Essex, England, Drinkwater was an exceptionally talented and versatile writer. He gained recognition for his ability to beautifully capture the essence of human emotions and experiences through his poems. Often regarded as a Georgian poet, Drinkwater was associated with the literary movement known as the “Georgian Revival,” which sought to revive traditional poetic forms and themes.

His works exemplified his deep understanding of human nature, and his verses were imbued with a sense of nostalgia, love, and a profound appreciation for the beauty of the natural world. Drinkwater’s poems resonated with readers, as they offered a solace and a glimpse into the complexities of life. His most notable works include “Tides,” “Olton Pools,” and “Abraham Lincoln.”

Additionally, he was a keen advocate for pacifism and social justice, actively participating in political activities and using his platform to express his views. Drinkwater’s passion for poetry and literature was evident in his writing, which often showcased his deep admiration for the beauty of the English countryside. His lyrical style, coupled with his ability to convey emotion and create vivid imagery, made his works widely appreciated by both critics and the general public.

John Drinkwater’s legacy as a poet endures to this day. His contributions to the literary world continue to inspire aspiring writers and evoke a sense of wonder in readers. His ability to capture the essence of the human experience and his unwavering commitment to artistic expression make him a celebrated figure in the world of poetry. Through his words, Drinkwater’s works serve as a testament to the power of language and its ability to transcend time, connecting generations through shared emotions and experiences.

Poem: Washing

poems - john drinkwater

by John Drinkwater

What is all this washing about,
Every day, week in, week out?
From getting up till going to bed,
I’m tired of hearing the same thing said.
Whether I’m dirty of whether I’m not,
Whether the water is cold or hot,
Whether I like or whether I don’t
Whether I will or whether I won’t–
“Have you washed your hands,
And washed your face?”
I seem to live in the washing-place.

Whenever I go for a walk or ride,
As soon as I put my nose inside
The door again, there’s some one there
With a sponge and soap, and a lot they care
If I have something better to do,
“Now wash your face and your fingers too.”

Before a meal is ever begun,
And after ever a meal is done,
It’s time to turn on the waterspout.

Please, what is all this washing about?