I've found some kinship in WH Auden lately. He can be difficult and very rewarding at the same time, while other times I'm simply baffled by lines or entire stanzas. Nevertheless, I have a very firm reason for enjoying him: he's my way out of a long-standing agon I've had with the modernists, who I admire but loathe. Auden side-stepped the tradition that the modernists lead the next generation to and referred back to ancient Rome and Greece, not to mention ancient Northern Europe, as well. This made so much sense to me since the modernists were so alienated and alienating. After all, you can't base a tradition on alienation; it would like creating a membership based in all those that are non-members.
Anyways...
This is from "Adventure" by WH Auden, which contains some line that really zing:
"The crowd clung all the closer to convention,
Sunshine and horses, for the sane know why
The even numbers should ignore the odd:
The Nameless is what no free people mention:
Successful men know better than to try
To See the face of their Absconded God."
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