Stop all the Clocks

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Melancholy, Dec 3, 2007.

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  1. Melancholy

    Melancholy Well-Known Member

    By W. H. Auden

    Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
    Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
    Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
    Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

    Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
    Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
    Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
    Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

    He was my North, my South, my East and West,
    My working week and my Sunday rest,
    My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
    I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

    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 wood.
    For nothing now can ever come to any good.

    It made me cry first time I read it, and cry again when I heard it in the film "4 weddings and a funeral" :unsure:
  2. Terry

    Terry Antiquities Friend Staff Alumni

    One of my favs :biggrin: and OMG John Hanner's delivery of this poem in the film had me on the floor in floods :sad:
  3. Light_In_The_Dark

    Light_In_The_Dark Well-Known Member

    Funeral blues. Very nice poem!
  4. Esmeralda

    Esmeralda Well-Known Member

    Fantastic. I particularly love the 3rd and 4th stanzas.
  5. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Fantastic poem Lauren :heart:
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