Life raft.

THE MORE LOVING ONE
by W.H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

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4 Responses to Life raft.

  1. jayne says:

    Thinking of you.

  2. jean says:

    the ‘total dark sublime’ actually sounds pretty exciting to take in…

  3. red says:

    Total dark is an acquired taste. You just have to get used to it.

  4. Ceci says:

    Remember the last line, Sheila…
    I love you, dear friend!

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