The More Loving One

 

Mocht u zich afvragen waar mijn weblognaam “Equal affection” vandaan komt, dan wordt het nu tijd voor een stuk poezie van Wystan Hugh Auden:

Let The More Loving One

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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