In Auden’s celebrated poem about Icarus drowning
While the world and his wife passed by, he nicely
Highlights the quotidian aspect of tragedy, it could be
A mugging of a pregnant woman on Kensington High Street,
A suspicious house harboring a secret of kidnap
And rape, a soldier killed by a roadside bomb far away,
All events equal to other events, as might be listed
On a TV news bulletin, like Icarus fallen into the waves.
There is that measure of acceptance because life
Moves on, it actually does, on our behalf, as if
One’s present action was all that was required.
By divine authority, tragedy is part of life: when
It is your turn, when eyes momentarily look your way,
You are Icarus drowning, it is no red letter day.