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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>0027 In Honour of Honour and WHAuden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You asked me which of Auden’s poems<br>were my favourite, and I sighed<br>for memory’s fade, then walked to the dusty shelf<br>where next to those volumes of Eliot<br>with their brown-paper covers for those<br>precious wartime books allowed<br>a ration of Canadian paper for<br>fighting men to read in those<br>few moments of leisure for the open heart and<br>the vision of a peacetime world, was</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Collected Shorter Poems 1930-1944 W.H.Auden’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which fell open at page 54, <br>‘In Memory of W.B.Yeats (d.January 1939) ’<br>‘Earth, receive an honoured guest…’; <br>those pages yellowed more than<br>the others around them as if<br>read often late at night<br>under what was still gaslight<br>with respectful but unwashed hands<br>after cocoa and biscuits with a scrape of butter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and it all came back: 1953, that was the year<br>when there was only one poet Yeats..<br>and poetry and music were the same; <br>I turned the pages – they fell open once again, <br>‘Time will say nothing but I told you so’…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So many poems there, unread, or unremembered, <br>how could it be that I abandoned Auden, <br>not hearing his music, while<br>other interests began to pull? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then I sat silent at the thought<br>that a great poet of great mind, great heart, <br>was writing, writing, most of my lifetime<br>while I was wrapt in other things; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sat silent, honouring<br>what is to be honoured<br>as best we can; <br>what is to be honoured.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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for memory’s fade, then walked to the dusty shelf
where next to those volumes of Eliot
with their brown-paper covers for those
precious wartime books allowed
a ration of Canad..."></div>
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