| Funeral Blues 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 forever: I was wrong The stars are not wanted now, put out everyone 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 |
| This is the poem used in the funeral sequence of the film Four Weddings & A Funeral. It was also used on U.K - TV for a road safety campaign ad, highlighting the case of a child killed by a drunken driver. Amazing poem, fantastic delivery (film) -..excellent !! |