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 in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe 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 wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
4 comments:
This poem is written by Wystan Hugh Auden, published in 1936. W.H. Auden expressing his grief at the death of his lover.
This poem is about Love and Death !!
Love and Death is the main idea of this poem because he loses someone he loved by death... AN example for this is \"He was my North, my South... I thought Love Love last forever but I was wrong\" and \"Bring out the coffin and Let the mourners mourn\"...? This tells us that he loses a loved one by death....
The speaker in the poem is deeply saddened about the loss of her loved one and the fact that it was a force beyond her control. auden's language portrays the image of death and its effects on the individual, which is by no means desirable.
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