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W.H. Auden: At Last the Secret is Out
At last the secret is out, as it always must come in the end,
The delicious story is ripe to tell to the intimate friend;
Over the tea-cups and into the square the tongue has its desire;
Still waters run deep, my dear, there’s never smoke without fire.
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Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links,
Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks,
Under the look of fatigue the attack of migraine and the sigh,
There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye.
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For the clear voice suddenly singing, high up in the convent wall,
The scent of the elder bushes, the sporting prints in the hall,
The croquet matches in summer, the handshake, the cough, the kiss,
There is always a wicked secret, a private reason for this.
Wystan Hugh Auden (1907 – 1973) was an Anglo-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.
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I love this. Thank you for sharing, Michael. It is great food for the imagination.
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Thanks, Kim. Auden is one of my favorite poets.
M. Michael Simms https://www.michaelsimms.info
Author of Nightjar Author of American Ash Founder of Autumn House Press Editor of Vox Populi
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Auden is a favorite of mine too.
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