love your crooked neighbour

As I Walked out One Evening by W. H. Auden As I walked out one evening,      Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement      Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river      I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway:      “Love has no ending. “I’ll love you, dear,Continue reading “love your crooked neighbour”

a passion for us we could not return

The More Loving One Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could notContinue reading “a passion for us we could not return”

promises to keep

Two masterpieces, with Auden echoing Frost: Their Lonely Betters W.H. Auden (1950) As I listened from a beach-chair in the shade To all the noises that my garden made, It seemed to me only proper that words Should be withheld from vegetables and birds. A robin with no Christian name ran through The Robin-Anthem whichContinue reading “promises to keep”