The Complete Librettos of - WS Gilbert
Beau Geste - PC Wren
Engineers of the Soul - Frank Westerman
Five Go to Smuggler's Top - Enid Blyton
Flaubert's Parrot - Julian Barnes
Citizens: A Chronicle of the French Revolution - Simon Schama
Goldfinger - Ian Fleming
Collected Poems - WH Auden [in progress]
Ancient Egyptian Literature (3 vols.) - Miriam Lichtheim
Asterix [all] - R Goscinny & A Uderzo
Showing posts with label Auden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Auden. Show all posts
Sunday, 21 September 2014
Friday, 19 September 2014
Facebooks - V
Visiting Mrs Nabokov and Other Excursions - Martin Amis
The Cripple of Inishmaan - Martin McDonagh
Mein Kampf - Adolf Hitler [abandoned]
'The Book of Emma' [in Small Hours] - Lachlan Mackinnon
The Psalms - 'David'
Markings - Dag Hammarskjöld (transl. WH Auden)
Rorke's Drift - James Bancroft [I think; but possibly another work. They all look the same] / The Day of the Dead Moon - David Rattray [audiobook]
Three Men in a Boat / on the Bummel - Jerome K Jerome
Vertigo - WG Sebald
Lost Oasis: A Desert Adventure - Robert Twigger
The Cripple of Inishmaan - Martin McDonagh
Mein Kampf - Adolf Hitler [abandoned]
'The Book of Emma' [in Small Hours] - Lachlan Mackinnon
The Psalms - 'David'
Markings - Dag Hammarskjöld (transl. WH Auden)
Rorke's Drift - James Bancroft [I think; but possibly another work. They all look the same] / The Day of the Dead Moon - David Rattray [audiobook]
Three Men in a Boat / on the Bummel - Jerome K Jerome
Vertigo - WG Sebald
Lost Oasis: A Desert Adventure - Robert Twigger
Friday, 16 March 2012
The word 'plash'
really pisses me off.
It's just 'splash', isn't it, with a silent S tacked on, to make it seem more onomatopoetical.
Auden, Heaney, Foulds... this is your gypsy's warning.
It's just 'splash', isn't it, with a silent S tacked on, to make it seem more onomatopoetical.
Auden, Heaney, Foulds... this is your gypsy's warning.
Labels:
Adam Foulds,
Auden,
bullshit,
Heaney,
onomatopoeia,
poetry
The justification for truth
We are free to choose our paths- WH Auden, 'Aubade'
but choose We must, no matter
where they lead, and the tales We
tell of the Past must be true.
Labels:
Auden,
autobiography,
poetry,
Quoted Matter,
Truth
Wednesday, 14 March 2012
I, me, ouch!, mine
The I-feeling: a feeling of being-responsible-for. (It cannot accompany a verb in the passive.) I wake in the morning with a violent headache and cry Ouch! This cry is devoid of I-feeling. Then I think : - "I have a hangover"; some I-feeling accompanies this thought - the act of locating and identifying the headache is mine - but very little. Then I think: - "I drank too much last night." Now the I-feeling is much stronger...- WH Auden, 'Dichtung und Wahrheit'
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Handwriting
If indeed, as Auden claimed, a poet's own handwriting is enjoyed 'like smelling your own farts' then a brief inspection of my notebooks would suggest that I have followed through a little.
Saturday, 23 July 2011
The case for/of procrastination
The longing for success, the doubt of ever being able to achieve the kinds of success which have to be earned, and the certainty of being able to have at this moment a kind which does not, play dangerously into each other's hands.- WH Auden, The Age of Anxiety
Sunday, 4 July 2010
On poetry
The primary function of poetry, as of all the arts, is to make us more aware of ourselves and the world around us. I do not know if such an increased awareness makes us more moral or more efficient. I hope not. I think it makes us more human, and I am quite certain it makes us more difficult to deceive.- WH Auden
Right or wrong - and Auden could be wrong - poetry is a textbook for real life.
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