The list of poems by Philip Larkin come mostly from the four volumes of poetry published during his lifetime:
- The North Ship (July 1945)
- The Less Deceived (November 1955)
- The Whitsun Weddings (February 1964)
- High Windows (June 1974)
Philip Larkin (1922–1985) also published other poems. They, along with the contents of the four published collections, are included in the 2003 edition of his Collected Poems in two appendices. The previous 1988 edition contains everything that appears in the 2003 edition and additionally includes all the known mature poems that he did not publish during his lifetime, plus an appendix of early work. To help differentiate between these published and unpublished poems in our table all poems that appear in the 2003 edition's appendices are listed as Collected Poems 2003; of course they also appear in the 1988 volume.
Since 1988 a handful of other unpublished, and as yet uncollected, poems have come to light.
Larkin also edited The Oxford Book of Twentieth Century English Verse, first published in 1973.
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