Funeral blues /wystan hugh auden mccaw md

During times of crisis when the world is soaked in grief, waves of sadness touch us as we yearn for what has been lost.

-W.H. Auden () Wystan Hugh Auden (pron.: /ˈwɪstən ˈhjuː ˈɔːdən/;[1] 21 February – 29 September ), who published as W. H. Auden, was an Anglo-American poet,[2][3] .

When in the middle of grief, it helps to know that we are not alone. We find comfort knowing that others have been there and survived to tell about it. Auden has been to the territory of grief and returns with a 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.

Wystan Hugh Auden () Funeral Blues (Song IX / from Two Songs for Hedli Anderson) Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.

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.

While the poem takes us into the depths of grief and despair, I find hope that pain can be transformed into something so beautiful—like poetry. Recited in the movie, Four Weddings and a Funeral , this poem by W. Auden captures a moment of grief. While the movie is a romantic comedy with Hugh Grant and Andie MacDowell, the movie also celebrates the stages of life when friends scatter into separate lives, come together again first at weddings, and then as time marches on … gathering at funerals.

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