English
The sense of danger must not disappear:
The way is certainly both short and steep,
However gradual it looks from here;
Look if you like, but you will have to leap.
Tough-minded men get mushy in their sleep
And break the by-laws any fool can keep;
It is not the convention but the fear
That has a tendency to disappear.
The worried efforts of the busy heap,
The dirt, the imprecision, and the beer
Produce a few smart wisecracks every year;
Laugh if you can, but you will have to leap.
The clothes that are considered right to wear
Will not be either sensible or cheap,
So long as we consent to live like sheep
And never mention those who disappear.
Much can be said for social savoir-faire,
But to rejoice when no one else is there
Is even harder than it is to weep;
No one is watching, but you have to leap.
A solitude ten thousand fathoms deep
Sustains the bed on which we lie, my dear;
Although I love you, you will have to leap;
Our dream of safety has to disappear.
Let me apologize in advance. I have no understanding of the context of the poem. I'm just reading the words, I saw some of them on a bag once.
Let me know if I got it/anything wrong.
=)
Haven't read 'The Dark Tower', nope.
And yes, please do!
Hah. Just did an Auden posting without realizing you did one. Cuuuuurse Yoooou Adnan (okay well...not really).
I've always loved Auden for his biting cynicism. Will do TS Eliot's Waste Land when I can.
I WILL SHOW YOU FEAR IN A HANDFUL OF DUST
By the by...you haven't read King's 'The Dark Tower' have you?