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Michael Murphy, Neoclassicism, Late Modernism, and W. H. Auden's 'New Year Letter'
I was prepared, as well as a human unit could be, for the worst this January. Living in Paris rather cushions me from the American shocks, but since I was born and bred a redneck, another Calibanish creole from the states, the shocks nevertheless tingle. See more here: https://limitedinc.blogspot.com/2025/01/audens-new-years-poem-part-one.html #auden #poetry
limitedinc.blogspot.comauden's new years poem: part oneeconomics, literature, politics, culture
“Some books are undeservedly forgotten; none are undeservedly remembered.”
— W.H. #Auden
“But once in a while the odd thing happens,
Once in a while the dream comes true,
And the whole pattern of life is altered,
Once in a while the moon turns blue.”
Bei einem intelligenten #Menschen ist #Routine ein #Zeichen von #Ehrgeiz.
(W. H. #Auden)
#psychotHHerapie #Zitat #Zitate #WHAuden #Intelligenz
Private faces
in public spaces
Are wiser
and nicer
Than public faces
in private places.
— W H #Auden
“Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links,
Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks,
Under the look of fatigue, the attack of migraine and the sigh
There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye.”
Stella Musulin (* 1915 in Wales, † 1996 in Ober-Grafendorf, #Niederösterreich) war eine walisisch-österreichische Journalistin und Autorin. Sie stand mit W.H. #Auden der ebenfalls in Niederösterreich lebte in regem Kontakt. Der Briefwechsel mit Auden wird von @AMP_OeAW herausgegeben. Infos zur Biographie Musulins auf: https://regiowiki.at/wiki/Stella_Musulin
WH Auden on JRR Tolkein.
(Everytime I come across this piece, I have to share it, because...)
https://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/auden-and-elvish
The New Yorker · Auden and Elvish
[The New York Times]: A Poem (and a Painting) About the Suffering That Hides in Plain Sight By Elisa Gabbert, March 6, 2022
https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2022/03/06/books/auden-musee-des-beaux-arts.html #Poetry #auden #breughel
The New York Times · A Poem (and a Painting) About the Suffering That Hides in Plain Sight
"Standing among the ruins the horror-struck conqueror exclaimed:
‘Why do they have to attempt to refuse me my destiny? Why?’”
-- From the“Notes” to “New Year Letter,” 1940. W. H. #Auden
"What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.
Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
About Democracy,
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again."
-- WH #Auden
Poets.orgSeptember 1, 1939I sit in one of the dives
In our city garden, Auden's wonderfully lyrical lines come to mind;
Out on the lawn I lie in bed,
Vega conspicuous overhead
In the windless nights of June ...
etc.
But it's afternoon & there's a slight breeze, open-air, natural air-conditioning. I wonder; are we mad to leave this place? Then I think of future days in the mountains with another lawn, other afternoons.
No moment lasts forever. We've had the best of this urban space. It's time to move on & find new challenges, new discoveries & friends yet to be encountered.
#CityGarden
#Garden
#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.