tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post6800393829477464637..comments2024-03-27T15:41:01.956-04:00Comments on rhymeswithplague<br>rhymeswithplague<br>rhymeswithplague<br>rhymeswithplague<br>rhymeswithplague: We shall not cease from polling, and the end of all our polling will be to arrive where we started and reach conflicting conclusions.rhymeswithplaguehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10870439618129001633noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post-87236810448216037362016-11-12T03:23:55.455-05:002016-11-12T03:23:55.455-05:00I first read this post just after it was written b...I first read this post just after it was written but couldn't think of an adequate comment. Generally speaking Auden has not been a poet with whom I have been able to come to terms. Having read your post several times since I may be changing my mind enough to delve into the loft for the book of his works I assume that I still possess. We shall see. Graham Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196744947133121475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post-56979490082145412312016-11-08T14:14:18.243-05:002016-11-08T14:14:18.243-05:00Thank you, and All Consuming for reminders of poem...Thank you, and All Consuming for reminders of poems I have always loved. Though the first gives me the grues, and the second makes my heart ache.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post-51064344044357239282016-11-08T13:34:26.523-05:002016-11-08T13:34:26.523-05:00I think I take this poem a bit more literally. Thi...I think I take this poem a bit more literally. This Unknown Person was endowed with all the "righteous" qualities the observer wished everyone would have. In other words he became whatever that person perceived as virtuous. The net person would ascribe a new set of virtues. Soon the Unknown was perfect in the imagination of the beholder. After all he felt and acted as we felt we did.Emma Springfieldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10543689047463574012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post-74668547577065725662016-11-08T11:55:27.612-05:002016-11-08T11:55:27.612-05:00I think the poem portrays an Orwellian society - p...I think the poem portrays an Orwellian society - perhaps like the world predicted in "1984". Arguably, computerisation has brought us even closer to Auden's vision. Interestingly, the poem was written at the outbreak of World War II. It is surely possible that Auden had the rise of the Nazis in mind. Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2286321024842109960.post-30008661489916281622016-11-08T10:49:29.518-05:002016-11-08T10:49:29.518-05:00It's a great poem and perfectly timed. Your fe...It's a great poem and perfectly timed. Your feelings about it match my own entirely. Blood running cold indeed. Upon seeing his name I immediately heard the words of another of his run through my mind - Funeral Blues<br /><br />Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,<br />Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,<br />Silence the pianos and with muffled drum<br />Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. <br /><br />Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead<br />Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,<br />Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,<br />Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. <br /><br />He was my North, my South, my East and West,<br />My working week and my Sunday rest,<br />My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;<br />I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.<br /><br />The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;<br />Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;<br />Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.<br />For nothing now can ever come to any good. <br /><br />Those last two verses are incredibly strong and bring tears to my eyes every time I read them. Thank you for the words today rhymes xAll Consuminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03089119991474852732noreply@blogger.com