Funeral Blues was written in 1938 and is perhaps, Auden's best-known work. The poem is alternatively referred to as 'Stop All The Clocks'. It is a deeply moving, sombre and melancholic reflection on how grief can affect people variously. The poem talks of sorrow associated with the passing of someone. The grieving one would want everyone to cease their usual activities and grieve with them. However, the world continues to move on. Those grieving feel a sense of isolation and despair. The lament of the speaker goes unheeded. The sense of loss is his to shoulder alone. He finds himself in a dark, mournful and seemingly pointless world, where everyone seems indifferent to the grief he is experiencing. A masterful elegy filled with heart-rending references to the usual sights and sounds that are all about us. The speaker feels a profound feeling of disconnect and severance from that which is usual. Alone in his grief, he wishes that everything would cease and that absolute silence prevail, for to him life has lost all meaning.
Full poem:
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 wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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