Get Your Premium Membership

August 1968

The Ogre does what ogres can,
Deeds quite impossible for Man,
But one prize is beyond his reach,
The Ogre cannot master Speech:
About a subjugated plain,
Among its desperate and slain,
The Ogre stalks with hands on hips,
While drivel gushes from his lips.

Poem by Wystan Hugh (W H) Auden
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - August 1968Email Poem | Create an image from this poem

Poems are below...



Summaries, Analysis, and Information on "August 1968"

Sorry, no articles found.

More Information

More Poems by Wystan Hugh (W H) Auden


Book: Reflection on the Important Things