If you are in Vienna this forthcoming Tuesday, join us at #ViennaCityLibrary #Wienbibliothek for some (German-language) glimpse into the editors' workshop:
#AustrianAuden #DigitalEdition #DigitalHumanities #DSE #SDE #WHAuden #Auden
If you are in Vienna this forthcoming Tuesday, join us at #ViennaCityLibrary #Wienbibliothek for some (German-language) glimpse into the editors' workshop:
#AustrianAuden #DigitalEdition #DigitalHumanities #DSE #SDE #WHAuden #Auden
W. H. Auden (1907-1973) Anglo-American poet [Wystan Hugh Auden]
“Shorts,” No. 7 (c. 1930), Collected Poems, Part 2 “1927-1932” (1976 ed.) [ed. Mendelson]
More about this quote: wist.info/auden-w-h/26031/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #whauden #auden #action #danger #deed #hesitation #hesitancy #inaction #indecision #irrationality #paralysis #passive #reason #reflex #thoughtlessness #unreason #whimsy
Came across this, from a poem by W. H. Auden (from a book @ZaneSelvans recommended that I just got out of the library)
I love this so much:
From Letter to Elizabeth Mayer: (January 1, 1940) [published in The Atlantic 1941]
How hard it is to set aside
Terror, concupiscence and pride,
Learn who and where and how we are,
The children of a modest star,
Frail, backward, clinging to the granite
Skirts of a sensible old planet,
Our placid and suburban nurse
In Sitter’s swelling universe,
How hard to stretch imagination
To live according to our station.
W. H. Auden
#RefugeeBlues #WHAuden #déjà_vu #poetry
Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you'll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.
In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
Every spring it blossoms anew:
Old passports can't do that, my dear, old passports can't do that.
The consul banged the table and said,
"If you've got no passport you're officially dead":
But we are still alive, my dear, but we are still alive.
Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Asked me politely to return next year:
But where shall we go to-day, my dear, but where shall we go to-day?
Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said;
"If we let them in, they will steal our daily bread":
He was talking of you and me, my dear, he was talking of you and me.
Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
It was Hitler over Europe, saying, "They must die":
O we were in his mind, my dear, O we were in his mind.
Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Saw a door opened and a cat let in:
But they weren't German Jews, my dear, but they weren't German Jews.
Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Saw the fish swimming as if they were free:
Only ten feet away, my dear, only ten feet away.
Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
They had no politicians and sang at their ease:
They weren't the human race, my dear, they weren't the human race.
Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors:
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours.
Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Ten thousand soldiers marched to and fro:
Looking for you and me, my dear, looking for you and me.
A doctor, like anyone else who has to deal with human beings, each of them unique, cannot be a scientist; he is either, like the surgeon, a craftsman, or, like the physician and the psychologist, an artist.... This means that in order to be a good doctor a man must also have a good character, that is to say, whatever weaknesses and foibles he may have, he must love his fellow human beings in the concrete and desire their good before his own.
-- W. H. Auden
WH Auden formed 'intense friendship' with sex worker who burgled him
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2025/oct/27/wh-auden-long-lost-letters-to-man-who-burgled-him
#HackerNews #WHAuden #Friendship #SexWorker #Burgled #Letters #Literature
@guardian featuring some or our recent research on #WHAuden's life & work in Austria.
🌐 https://www.theguardian.com/books/2025/oct/27/wh-auden-long-lost-letters-to-man-who-burgled-him
Delighted to make available & study the previously unknown (& unexpected) correspondence by poet #WHAuden to his Austrian lover & confidant, shedding new light on #Auden's life in #Austria & on Austrian #queerhistory. 🔍
🌐 https://www.oeaw.ac.at/en/news/sensational-discovery-unknown-letters-by-poet-w-h-auden-found-in-lower-austria-1
🌐 https://youtu.be/Ebidu0iWfxk?si=2vi_Ee2IDamKJ1a6
Around 100 previously unknown letters and postcards written by W. H. Auden to his lover, friend, and confidant Hugo have been discovered in Lower Austria, following after a TV report. Researchers at the Austrian Academy of Sciences are now analysing the correspondence and making it available online – a major contribution to international Auden scholarship and to Austrian cultural history.