Kerouac or Auden?
I'm debating whether to read Scattered Poems by the former or Poems Selected for the latter. But my question really is if you could have lunch with one, whom would you choose?
Auden for me:
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one:
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods:
For nothing now can ever come to any good.