H. Auden
H. Auden
morning waking hunters
Happy the hare at morning, for she cannot read The hunter's waking thoughts.
mistake drama
Drama is based on the Mistake.
past reality men
Laziness acknowledges the relation of the present to the past but ignores its relation to the future; impatience acknowledge its relation to the future but ignores its relation to the past; neither the lazy nor the impatient man, that is, accepts the present instant in its full reality and so cannot love his neighbour completely.
love-you pms tuesday
I will love you forever" swears the poet. I find this easy to swear too. "I will love you at 4:15 pm next Tuesday" - Is that still as easy?
wall silence sides
All the rest is silence On the other side of the wall, And the silence ripeness, And the ripeness all.
silly book jealous
A writer, or at least a poet, is always being asked by people who should know better: “Whom do you write for?” The question is, of course, a silly one, but I can give it a silly answer. Occasionally I come across a book which I feel has been written especially for me and for me only. Like a jealous lover I don’t want anybody else to hear of it. To have a million such readers, unaware of each other’s existence, to be read with passion and never talked about, is the daydream, surely, of every author.
lying night dust
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.
communication life-is human-life
Without communication with the dead, a fully human life is not possible.
art creativity desire
A poet feels the impulse to create a work of art when the passive awe provoked by an event is transformed into a desire to express that awe in a rite of worship.
believe ifs
One can only blaspheme if one believes.
self self-pity pity
All pity is self-pity.
mourning tongue poet
By mourning tongues The death of the poet was kept from his poems.
men world action
The true men of action in our time, those who transform the world, are not the politicians and statesmen, but the scientists
helping-others earth helping
We were put on this Earth to help others. Why others were put here is beyond me.