W.H. Auden

‘Epitaph On A Tyrant’ by W.H. Auden

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after, And the poetry he invented was easy to understand; He knew…

10 years ago

‘Their Lonely Betters’ by W.H. Auden

As I listened from a beach-chair in the shade To all the noises that my garden made, It seemed to…

11 years ago

‘The More Loving One’ by W.H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But…

11 years ago

The Unknown Citizen’ by W. H. Auden

(To JS/07 M 378 This Marble Monument Is Erected by the State) He was found by the Bureau of Statistics…

11 years ago