W. H. Auden reading a selection of his poetry 1961
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- Опубликовано: 4 май 2018
- Date of Recording: 7/12/1961
Date of Broadcast: 12/24/1962
Journey to Iceland
No Change of Place
As I walked out on evening
As He Is
Reflections in a Forest
There will be no peace
From the The Spoken Word CD
Wystan Hugh Auden (21 February 1907 - 29 September 1973) was an English-American poet. Auden's poetry was noted for its stylistic and technical achievement, its engagement with politics, morals, love, and religion, and its variety in tone, form and content. He is best known for love poems such as "Funeral Blues", poems on political and social themes such as "September 1, 1939" and "The Shield of Achilles", poems on cultural and psychological themes such as The Age of Anxiety, and poems on religious themes such as "For the Time Being" and "Horae Canonicae."
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Simply the greatest poet of the 20th century.
My favorite poet!!
So much beauty, so much intellect, so much fine language, so much love of mankind, all from a man who looked like a pile of old clothes or an unmade bed. He said of his own face that it looked like a wedding cake that had been left out in the rain. I have been inspired and moved by his poetry since childhood.
I love raggedy faces!
I love to just listen quietly and try to imagine what it is that Auden is feeling and what he sees to cause him to write what he writes. His most popular poems are timeless and fantastic. He wrote so much though, that I have still to read. Lucky me! Thank you Whysten.
I was hoping to hear at least one of my favorites: "Musee des Beaux Arts" or "In Praise of Limestone." Great poet!
Deepest thanks.
40 likes for the greatest songster of our century past.... Doom is the pudding we seem to savor.
Wow! I fell upon this chap this am! Listening to Cambridge College Choir singing Carols. He ws quoted from his Christmas Oratorio. I was deeply impressed. This is ace albeit I don't understand his words as i might a novel. Yet his rhythm & words create pictures which are interesting even fun. I'm not up fa analyzing his metaphors etc. I've heard academics speak of the deeper meaning & I'm reminded of 'fool on the Hill' The Beatles!
I loved Night Mail. I had to learn it at school - my introduction to W H Auden.
Excellent.
the booming of stolen thunder. one of the greats. stranger and stranger. the hum, the pull, the discourse, between bird and tree, and tree and dog, and the smile of dying certainty. there is a wonderful stiff arm embrace with Auden. he pulls you in, and then shoves you into a chair by the fire, as if he may need you, for when the logs run out. we are always alone in Auden, the lovers are always leaving, and we are always holding a coat at a door, and ponder the unseen clocks that cat yawn in every direction, leaving us in mute desolation of purpose's trunk full of meaning. you don't wander in Auden, you don't learn anything, you are just changed by nibbles and long drawn out sticky lightning, that hangs like spiderwebs, all about the cramped rooms of tweed and damp. he is wonderfully obscure, behind his linear measured progression. in the same way a pit viper sets its limits of embrace, bite by bite by bite.
...only deprived-ill-educated-millenials tend to assume so...
Reminds me of Kenneth Williams...
As I walked out one evening 5:15
Just what I was looking for. Thank you
I am sure there is an audio recording read by Auden himself about a Tram journey to Pinner. Does anyone know it? I can't see it on RUclips. Thanks - Elizabeth
Perhaps you're thinking of John Betjeman's 'Metroland' a poem within contains the line 'and sepia views of leafy lanes in Pinner'. Hope that helps, if so
there's a 1973 documentary film written and voiced by Betjeman himself, you may want to check out.
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thank you
To me, hearing a poem doesn’t compare to reading it.
not alone
With Anne sexton love..
is every artist posh?
No.
Haha!
Nathan Pounds how do you know he is posh?
So he's not posh?@@SimderZ
Many of the good British ones used to be.
gucc-i--------Wrinkledames' Husband
Hades' Donne's recallediscordial Wall Fallawful!
Scornedames' Owls-insidersOS!
Professor TANG, yu-wan (Oxford University)
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