« Stop all the clocks… cut off the telephone … prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone …»
W. H. #Auden
The scene that makes me weep. All the time.
#FourWeddingsAndAFuneral #auden
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Casi todo sigue haciéndose a mano. W.H. Auden
https://loscuadernosdevieco.blog/2023/03/16/casi-todo-sigue-haciendose-a-mano-w-h-auden
What a stanza:
All types that can intrigue the writer's fancy
Or sensuality approves are here.
And I each meal-time with the families
The animal brother and his serious sister,
Or after breakfast on the urned steps watching
The defeated and disfigured marching by,
Have thought of you, Christopher, and wished beside me
Your squat spruce body and enormous head.
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Auden:
🎵 Hunger
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Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of #light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of #Eros and of #dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming #flame.
116 years of #WHAuden.
📷 Jen Harris
#poet #poetry #writer #author #Auden #birthday #otd #photography #portrait
#light #eros #dust #flame #whauden #poet #poetry #writer #author #auden #birthday #otd #photography #portrait
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.
-W.H. Auden, born this day in 1907 #auden #poetry #praypeace
#Auden wrote:
“...I think Mr. Chandler is interested in writing, not detective stories, but serious studies of a criminal milieu, the Great Wrong Place, and his powerful but extremely depressing hooks should be read and judged, not as escape literature, but as works of art.”
We have long accepted not only Chandler but every motherfucker who writes as writing works of art. But the reason that this passage sticks with me is the naming of the Great Wrong Place. https://limitedinc.blogspot.com/2023/01/the-great-wrong-place.html
Counterpoint: from Auden
The years shall run like rabbits,
For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
And the first love of the world.
But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
'O let not Time deceive you,
You cannot conquer Time.
W.H. Auden, from "As I Walked Out One Evening," 1940
full text: https://poets.org/poem/i-walked-out-one-evening
#everynightapoem #auden #poetry
#everynightapoem #auden #poetry
'Out on the lawn I lie in bed'...
An outdoor or upstairs album for dreaming, like a perfect day bottled and preserved. It will help see you through this winter
#5albums83 #VirginiaAstley
#Auden
#auden #virginiaastley #5albums83
"Thousands have lived without love, not one without water" - WA Auden
Useless quote for 21 December 2022:
"Dear water, clear water, playful in all your streams,
As you dash or loiter through life who does not love
To sit beside you, to hear you and see you,
Pure being, perfect in music and movement?"
~ W. H. Auden, Bucolics VII "Streams"
(Chosen by randomly opening a page)
Great find by @audencuttings posted on The Bird. But I'm not convinced it means that #Auden actually decided "to get rid of his copy" of the Claudel book in particular. The Audens as a family were moving house in October 1938. Perhaps #Auden, and/or his parents, were just donating to the university library some volumes (including duplicates?) they didn't want to pay to have carted across Harborne? https://twitter.com/audencuttings/status/1604050677755703296?s=12
RT @rk70534@twitter.com
SYYSKUUN 1., 1939
W. H. Auden(1907-1973)
(September 1, 1939.)
https://satruno.blogspot.com/2022/11/syyskuun-1-1939.html
#Auden #WHAuden #WystanHughAuden #Käännös #Käännösruno #Käännösrunoja #Käännösrunous #Lyriikka #Runo #Runoja #Runokäännöksiä #Runokäännös #Runosuomennos #Runot #Runous #Runoutta #Suomennos
#auden #whauden #WystanHughAuden #kaannos #kaannosruno #kaannosrunoja #kaannosrunous #lyriikka #runo #runoja #runokaannoksia #runokaannos #runosuomennos #runot #runous #runoutta #suomennos
SYYSKUUN 1., 1939
W. H. Auden(1907-1973)
Istun yhdessä räkälöistä
Viidennelläkymmenellätoisella kadulla
epävarmana ja peloissani...
https://satruno.blogspot.com/2022/11/syyskuun-1-1939.html
#Auden #WHAuden #WystanHughAuden #Käännös #Käännösrunous #Lyriikka #Runo #Runoja #Runokäännös #Runot #Runous #Suomennos
#auden #whauden #WystanHughAuden #kaannos #kaannosrunous #lyriikka #runo #runoja #runokaannos #runot #runous #suomennos
Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.
—W.H. Auden
September 1, 1939 (excerpt)
#poetry #auden #clubq #affirmation
This NYT piece about #Auden & #Bruegel is an excellent companion to @agnescallard “Art is for Seeing Evil” in @thepointmag
https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2022/03/06/books/auden-musee-des-beaux-arts.html?smid=url-share
https://thepointmag.com/examined-life/art-is-for-seeing-evil/
A Poem (and a Painting) About the Suffering That Hides in Plain Sight - The New York Times
https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2022/03/06/books/auden-musee-des-beaux-arts.html
#poetry #auden #closereading #literature