Gregory I love that Auden poem. I must confess that part of me is hostile to poems about paintings because so many poets really don't understand painting and use it for their own associations etc. I now accept that as part of life but something in me rebels when they reduce painting to mere illustration and write stories about the supposed illustration. It will be interesting to see what we can make of it.
Auden wrote a great deal about music too. His Magic Flute poem is amusing but is a very shallow take on a deep and deceptively decorative libretto and score.
Just a couple of irritating thoughts in the hope that they may produce a pearl or two.
I can't think of another example at the moment.
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