Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Poem 11

10/21/09
The Unknown Citizen
W. H. Auden

After reading just the first stanza of the poem, it made me begin to think. It says that because he in unknown and because of it, he is a saint. I think that it is implying that the only way to be a truly good person is to be unknown. To do basically nothing.

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