today's poem (with bonus Dutch Masters)

[angevin2]

Just to prove that I can still read Auden without thinking of someone's warm moist thicket.

Musée de Beaux Arts
W.H. AudenAbout suffering they were never wrong

Comments

[so_lily_briscoe]

I can still read Auden without thinking of someone's warm moist thicket.

Well. Now we can't. Thanks.

I'm not an Auden sort. But I am a Dutch painting sort, so: yay!

this painting is also Dutch.

[angevin2]

I like to distribute the pain over the widest possible area. ;)

Dutch paintings rock. They had the most wonderful Golden Age exhibition at the Rijksmuseum when I was in Amsterdam a few years back -- indeed, I was in Amsterdam for about four hours and much of that time was spent there. Because OMG SHINY. <3

[angevin2]

I believe it. It's a good poem. (Also, it is in the Norton Anthology.)

Re: bloody pink elephants

[angevin2]

I almost used "heavy voluminous balls" instead, but that phrase didn't quite convey the je ne sais quoi I was looking for.

Re: bloody pink elephants

[angevin2]

AND YOU SAY I AM EVIL. ;)

[liseuse]

I adore this poem. Though I'd never seen the painting, so thank you for that.

Stop reminding me about Auden-porn!

[angevin2]

Heh, sorry about the reminder. ;)

[liseuse]

No you're not. I can just picture you, sat with your hands flailing in glee, at the pain you're inflicting on the flist through the constant reminders.

[arcadiaego]

Both the picture and poem are wonderful.