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Roman Wall Blues 0

The mist creeps over the hard grey stone,
My girl’s in Tungria; I sleep alone.

Categories: Poetry

Tagged: history, homesickness, military, W. H. Auden

Published:: March 9, 2011 – 08:00
Author:: By Madhu

Funeral Blues 0

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest…

Categories: Poetry

Tagged: love poetry, mourning, requiem, W. H. Auden

Published:: February 25, 2011 – 08:00
Author:: By Madhu

In Memory of W. B. Yeats 0

Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.

Categories: Poetry

Tagged: death, requiem, W. H. Auden, W.B. Yeats

Published:: October 23, 2010 – 08:00
Author:: By Madhu