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		<title>By: Jenni Bacon</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[You&#039;ve picked up on what Auden did in Musee des Beaux Arts - &quot;and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.&quot; It&#039;s an odd poem - it doesn&#039;t feel very poetic somehow. Partly Auden&#039;s style but also somehow apt: this extraordinary happening is almost a footnote and the language is bordering on banal. Brilliance and insight as footnotes and flashes in the mainly routine ordinariness of life. Ah! Too bleak?]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;ve picked up on what Auden did in Musee des Beaux Arts &#8211; &#8220;and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen<br />
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,<br />
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.&#8221; It&#8217;s an odd poem &#8211; it doesn&#8217;t feel very poetic somehow. Partly Auden&#8217;s style but also somehow apt: this extraordinary happening is almost a footnote and the language is bordering on banal. Brilliance and insight as footnotes and flashes in the mainly routine ordinariness of life. Ah! Too bleak?</p>
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