Philip Larkin poetry on Hull buses

On the day we went to visit dad in Anlaby (just west of Hull) I saw posters on the buses of single verses from Larkin’s poems.  This one I liked, but am not sure I understand it:

This is the first thing

I have understood

Time is the echo of an axe

Within a wood.

On the other hand I understand this one, but am not so keen on the sentiment:

Man hands on misery to man

It deepens like a coastal shelf

Get out as early as you can

And don’t have any kids yourself.

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