

Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted evrywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the just
Exchange their messages:
May I composed like them
of Eros and of dust,
Beleagured by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame"
WH Auden from September 1, 1939...
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