Well, I complained mightily yesterday about WH Auden’s poem “The More Loving One” as I sat in my grumpy lonely v-day afternoon. I was hoping for love poetry and inspiration, and I guess I’m batting 50% because I ended up with a poem. For the 4 people that will read said poem, it is a little rough, but I like where it arrives. A surprise rhyme ending. Maybe I should call it “Against Auden” since it seems to want to be scholarly (in an MFA kind of way), but for now, its called “On Valentine’s Day I Am Angry” (pdf will open in same tab). Let me know what you think–does Auden deserve my ire?