Never miss a post
Your email address:*
Name: 
Please enter all required fields
Correct invalid entries

Categories

Birthday Poems

Happy birthday, W H. Auden

Auden2
Their Lonely Betters

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 which was all it knew,
And rustling flowers for some third party waited
To say which pairs, if any, should get mated.

Not one of them was capable of lying,
There was not one which knew that it was dying
Or could have with a rhythm or a rhyme
Assumed responsibility for time.

Let them leave language to their lonely betters
Who count some days and long for certain letters;
We, too, make noises when we laugh or weep:
Words are for those with promises to keep.

-- W. H. Auden


March 25, 2022

March 15, 2022

March 10, 2022

March 01, 2022

December 31, 2021

November 01, 2021

August 21, 2021

July 28, 2021

June 11, 2021

June 04, 2021

June 03, 2021

June 02, 2021

June 01, 2021

May 22, 2021

May 09, 2021

March 03, 2021

October 20, 2020

September 26, 2020

July 28, 2020

Best American Poetry Web ad3
Cover
click image to order your copy
BAP ad
Cover
"Lively and affectionate" Publishers Weekly

Radio

I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark


from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman

ThisWayOut
Click image to order

StatCounter

  • StatCounter