Liberation Poetry

I spend so much time reading blogs these days that I no longer read normal books, and it sometimes occurs to me that I should. Today, that message was delivered in the form of a poetic analogy on another blog that links, by way of poet WH Auden, the recent events in Tibet with the Soviet invasion following Prague Spring in 1968. Here’s the beautiful poem quoted in that blog:

August 1968
W. H. Auden

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.