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July 6, 2023Cocaine Lil and Morphine Sue
July 6, 2023Dear, Though the Night Is Gone
Dear, though the night is gone,
Its dream still haunts today,
That brought us to a room
Cavernous, lofty as
A railway terminus,
And crowded in that gloom
Were beds, and we in one
In a far corner lay.
Our whisper woke no clocks,
We kissed and I was glad
At everything you did,
Indifferent to those
Who sat with hostile eyes
In pairs on every bed,
Arms round each other’s neck,
Inert and vaguely sad.
O but what worm of guilt
Or what malignant doubt
Am I the victim of,
That you then, unabashed,
Did what I never wished,
Confessed another love;
And I, submissive, felt
Unwanted and went out?
W.H. Auden
W.H. Auden (1907-1973) was an English-American poet who is considered one of the most important writers of the 20th century. Auden's poetry often explored themes of love, politics, and morality, and his most famous works include "Funeral Blues" and "September 1, 1939." He won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1948.