https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439 Focus on Auden's "Refugee Blues"! After an accurate analysis of Auden's moving Poem, and after watching the "Documentary Poem", Students choose a Stanza they particularly like and describe a few personal/original ideas, opinions, reflections, conclusions... they have come up with... en-us 2022-09-18 16:35:36 UTC 2023-01-21 17:26:07 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.net/icons/png/1f91d.png patriziamalausa https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723982 2022-09-18 16:35:36 UTC https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723982 patriziamalausa https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723983 2022-09-18 16:35:36 UTC https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723983 patriziamalausa https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723984 2022-09-18 16:35:36 UTC https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723984 patriziamalausa https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723985 Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
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Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you'll find it there:
We cannot go there now, my dear, we cannot go there now.
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In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
Every spring it blossoms anew;
Old passports can't do that, my dear, old passports can't do that.
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The consul banged the table and said:
‎'If you've got no passport, you're officially dead';
But we are still alive, my dear, but we are still alive.
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Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Asked me politely to return next year:
But where shall we go today, my dear, but where shall we go today?
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Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said:
‎'If we let them in, they will steal our daily bread';
He was talking of you and me, my dear, he was talking of you and me.
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Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
It was Hitler over Europe, saying: 'They must die';
We were in his mind, my dear, we were in his mind.
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Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Saw a door opened and a cat let in:
But they weren't German Jews, my dear, but they weren't German Jews.
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Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Saw the fish swimming as if they were free:
Only ten feet away, my dear, only ten feet away.
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Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
They had no politicians and sang at their ease:
They weren't the human race, my dear, they weren't the human race.
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Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors;
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours.
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Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Ten thousand soldiers marched to and fro:
Looking for you and me, my dear, looking for you and me.‎]]> 2022-09-18 16:35:36 UTC https://padlet.com/patriziamalausa/c8wkzl3lohqpp439/wish/2301723985