Saturday, April 30, 2011

National Poetry Month: Stop All the Clocks

April is National Potry Month in the United States, and I thought I would join in the celebrations and share with you some of my favourite poems this month.

This poem by W. H. Auden is heartbreaking and beautiful at the same time, and although I can't bear to read it too often, I think it is amazing for that very reason.

Stop All the Clocks

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.


Eva said...

Beautiful and so sad.

Every time I read it I keep hearing the voice of John Hannah as Matthew in "Four weddings and a funeral" at the funeral ceremony of his partner Gareth.

Hilde said...

Thanks for reminding me of that, Eva. A very poignant moment in a great film.

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