Tag Archives: W.H. Auden

My friend, my lover

My friend: well then, they asked me Asked after you and my sadness Though it’s true you weren’t taken Taken by earth or by sea Nor even the happy breeze. My friend: it’s true, I was sad Just because you … Continue reading

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Love Stronger than Death

Romance: a Love Stronger than Death Count Childe when he was a lover Crossed over the seas as a child; He took his horse down to water On the morning of St John. His horse was still there drinking He … Continue reading

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Xuan María Acebal

He follows behind the lazy cows And turns a deep furrow with the plough: When weeding he pulls out the bad growth And thins out the maize when it’s overgrown; When reaping he makes piles of cornstalks Or cobs to … Continue reading

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