Our Hunting Fathers

Our Hunting Fathers

A Poem by Eli

This is a poem by W. H. Auden

Our hunting fathers told the story
Of the sadness of the creatures,
Pitied the limits and the lack
Set in their finished features;
Saw in the lion's intolerant look,
Behind the quarry's dying glare,
Love raging for, the personal glory
That reason's gift would add,
The liberal appetite and power,
The rightness of a god.

Who, nurtured in that fine tradition,
Predicted the result,
Guessed Love by nature suited to
The intricate ways of guilt,
That human ligaments could so
His southern gestures modify
And make it his mature ambition
To think no thought but ours,
To hunger, work illegally,
And be anonymous?

© 2011 Eli

Author's Note

Try to dissect this!

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I like the first stanza a lot, it has good rythm and beat, and it has immaculate imagery.
But the second stanza....
Brutal honesty?
Confusing. And you lost your rythm. :(
But I still liked it.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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7 Years Ago

This poem was actually written by the poet W. H. Auden. I put that in the description. You must have.. read more

7 Years Ago

It's all good haha.
Gotta love misunderstandings

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Added on November 21, 2011
Last Updated on November 21, 2011



Charleston, SC

I'm a 17 year old kid who loves writing, photography, reading, mathematics, science, and music! *IF you review any of my work, please don't just say how good it was. I want strict reviews that can.. more..

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