Tuesday, November 22, 2011

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.


  1. How is your day today ours was sunny and bright thank you for your comment on my blog....from a new follower to your blog....bestest to you and yours
    daisy j xx

  2. Hello Cally..So pleased you have been inspired!!
    the pattern is by Burda number 7410....please let me know and post the results so we all can see..XXXX

  3. Bless you for coming and visiting me...and leaving kind words...I hope you do venture to Cumbria, one of these old days!! I feel you would simply fall in LOVE with Bumble Bee! How are you doing I wonder? Hugs and kisses ****** Maria X

  4. Hello Cally...Thank you so much for visiting me today...I've just been reading through your posts and am so sorry to hear of your loss...I hope things are getting a little easier for you each day,
    Take care,
    Susan x
    P.S Will add some details about my crochet project in my next post for you..x

  5. Hi there, thank you for your sweet comments on my blog. I have just been reading back through yours and I am so sorry for the sadness you have had recently and for the passing of your husband. I hope that your days will shine a little brighter soon. That is a really poignant poem too.
    Marianne xxx

  6. I have just found your blog and I have just read through all the heartache you and your family have suffered and I felt I must comment. I am so sorry for your loss.

  7. Cally, your choice of poem says exactly the way life is for you at this time, you are wished strength to carry on, take care. xxx

  8. This is a beautiful description of your heart's ache for your love.
    May God bring you so much comfort. I'll pray for you tonight.
    Laura of Harvest Lane Cottage.


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