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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 forever: 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 woods; For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W.H. Auden
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Wind Flower
(2/3/2010 1:37:00 PM) |
I watched _Four Weddings and a Funeral Last Night_. The film itself was pretty much lightweight and soppy except for the funeral when the poem was recited. It was so moving that I rewound that part and listened to it more than a few times. The manner in which the actor recited it intensified the feeling. I'll not forget this poem.
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Maita Pimentel
(12/22/2009 2:14:00 PM) |
I bought the tape for Four Weddings and the Funeral because of this poem. Its so comforting and poignant. and it was delivered with eloquence. Funerals or losing someone you love is always heartbreaking. But when a eulogy coupled with this very meaningful poem is said, the whole event creates an impact, acceptance and closure to the pain. Even a funeral service deserves an elegant and tasteful ceremony..
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Aayoti Sengupta
(12/14/2009 8:25:00 AM) |
this is one of the easiest, most lucid piece of poetry ever....i heard it first in 4 weddings and a funeral...it brought a lump in my throat..and i do agree...he must have lost someone to have felt and thus written Funeral Blues.
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Noel Mc Inerney
(12/7/2009 7:35:00 AM) |
this was read at my cousins funeral she was onlty thrty died of a brain hemerage i wrote a powm about her called young death, i miss her so much, i love this poem i've wrote millions of poems about her but i finally got the couraqge to put it up on this: '(
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Jen Wood
(11/28/2009 12:46:00 AM) |
This is one of my favorite poems. I read it at my father's memorial service when my father died, and people cried, even though I had no feelings left for my father; he and his wife had abused me cruelly when I had been very sick with a torturous illness and literally looked like a concentration camp victim. I wished that I could have felt what Auden felt when the object of his love died, but I couldn't. All I could do was show my general respects. But I do know what Auden felt, just not in respects to my father. 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. Auden told it like it was. And I'm telling it like it was with my father. Life is not to be sugar coated. And neither is death. My father had died for me long before his actual death.
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Nicolina Cano
(11/25/2009 3:10:00 PM) |
This is one of my favorite poems. It describes exactly how you feel when someone close to you dies. You feel as if everything should stop and disappear and that everything should acknowledge that you are hurting. It is a beautiful poem.
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Rob Routledge
(9/27/2009 2:24:00 PM) |
one thing that has always stuck me about this poem is the immense feeling of despair that it portrays, it offers no redemption at all
i too agree, the recitation in 'four weddings' was the high point of the film (it was very apt)
it makes me realise how precarious our lives are that when we lose someone we love so much our lives can become so utterly meaningless
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Mustafa Ghuneim
(9/15/2009 11:00:00 AM) |
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Songezo Samson
(8/22/2009 8:41:00 PM) |
A lesson to be drawn would be to show appreation to our loved ones while they are still alive
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