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Comment 33 of 33, added on January 9th, 2010 at 8:27 PM.
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Cydybyrx from Malaysia
Comment 32 of 33, added on January 9th, 2010 at 8:57 AM.
The Netherlands
Hello there,
How are you?
I'm fine, because I've read this wonderful poem!
Greetings from the most desireable islands in the world,
Stein Grimsson
Stein Grimsson from Faroe Islands
Comment 31 of 33, added on November 21st, 2009 at 8:38 AM.
oh you're talking rubbish. This poem is not about love at all, I wish it was but it's not. It's a satire. It was written for a play and was used in the scene of a funeral of a corupted politician. It shows how artificial the grief is; 'stop the clocks, cut off the telepohone' - these are like orders, instructions, and the part with aeroplane - very pompous, exaggerated. Whole poem was supposed to show absurdity of the artificial grief after the death of the politician, that everything has to be great and posh and everyone has to pretend that they're sad. W. H. Auden wrote some great poems about love, but it's not one of those. sorry guys
jaki from United Kingdom
Comment 30 of 33, added on July 17th, 2009 at 6:17 PM.
This is a beautiful poem and is going to be in my upcoming english exam so I have an analysis. He wants to deprive everyone and everything of any happiness or enjoyment e.g take the juicy bone away from the dog. He wants to silence everything except for the aeroplane because he wants to show how important this person's death is. The aeroplane also circles like a vulture would circle around a dead body. The word He has been put in capitals to show how important this dead person is. All in all this poem is trying to express the grief the person feels.
Natasha from South Africa
Comment 29 of 33, added on January 4th, 2007 at 1:24 PM.
Hi anyone got any degree level comments on this poem. Need to know if it is political in subject in any way as was written in the 1930's which is the period attributed to high political poetry particularly for audens work.
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Comment 28 of 33, added on July 13th, 2006 at 5:12 AM.
Funeral Blues is about someone (maybe Wystan Hugh Auden) losing a loved one. It is a poem of passionate love for someone, for when they pass everything must stop as they did, die and never start again. After each stanza (paragraph) you the reader feels more involved and feel more grief for the person lost, it is a time of mourning.Throughout the Funeral Blues W.H.Auden hasn't used a lot of alliteration but in this poem it works out perfectly. Instead he has used assonance to grab the attention of the reader/listener.
The feeling that W.H.Auden wants us as the reader to feel as we comprehend the poem is death at it's worst, to feel like nothing good will ever come again. This is best felt at the end of the poem when he says 'For nothing now can ever come to any good.'
He also wants us to feel and know what he must have felt with love never lasting for ever when he says this paragraph:
'He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my realk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong'
In my person feelings with losing someone i loved all i wanted to happen was everything stop i didn't want the world to wake and see me in such pain. For everything to just wither up and never come back out.
I believe that this poem is the best poem Auden has every written and i believe that many people would think the same, as it is worded in such a lucid manner and expressed so sensitively to he's audience.
R.I.P Wystan Hugh Auden
Always thinking of your emasculate work when i listen and read this poem.
Natasha from Australia
Comment 27 of 33, added on May 21st, 2006 at 3:53 PM.
We studied some poems by Auden in secondary school (British school system, in Hong Kong, early '70s) along with others. The course book was (I think) titled "Ten Great 20th Century British Poets". This poem was NOT included, although I feel it's the best thing he ever did, and probably the best poem of grieving and loss EVER. I suppose they left it off the syllabus because (at that time?) they were scared of laying a poem of such deep feeling before a class of teenagers. Or maybe it was the blatant homosexuality? Or - just maybe - the compilers didn't want to imagine this work of not only genius but unashamed LOVE being analysed in an English class. Some things ARE sacred, and this poem is one of them. I - like thousands of others - first came across the poem in the film "Four Weddings And A Funeral." Frankly, for me, a disappointing and much over-rated film. But even if the film had been a masterpiece, the scene with this poem would have been its high point. I don't care what John Hannah has done or will do. This has got to go down as the best moment of his acting career. For those of you disappointed at not finding it here, it can be read at http://www.egr.unlv.edu/~rho/interests/other/poems/w.h.auden/funeral.blues.html . The third verse especially, and - even more - the anguish of its last line bring tears to my eyes every time. Thank you, Mr. Auden!
jimmy from Spain
Comment 26 of 33, added on April 24th, 2006 at 9:37 AM.
This was an amazing poem ... we read it together as a class. At the end of the poem, we learned that the poet was actually homosexual but our teacher had not told us, in case we held any prejudices. It was shocking ... but his power over language and the reader's emotions wins over everything. I think he manages to capture the feelings of the ones who are left perfectly. He probably manages to do this so well because this really happened. And when you find out that something that's touched you in a major way is true, it touches you even more after that. That's what happened to me. I loved this poem ... made me feel with him.
Salwa from New Zealand
Comment 25 of 33, added on February 4th, 2006 at 10:03 AM.
To Skiewe from South Africa
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I think actually, the poet is saying that the dog should be stopped from barking, by giving him a juicy bone. ie, give him a bone so that it stops barking.
And yes, it is an incredibly wonderful poem. It touches us all, for who hasn't lost a loved one to death?
All the best.
Mara from Scotland
Mara from United Kingdom
Comment 24 of 33, added on December 10th, 2005 at 9:57 PM.
Im not making light of this wondrous poem, it encompeses all the things you would want to happen when a loved one dies, clocks should stop,planes should circle,black gloves should be worn.
And I would also add my own, "Lay down the straw,when the carriage passes by"
I have read his poem,written on Sept 1, 1939 on the invasion of Russia, by Germany, and it does forshadow our Sept 11th.
Wonderful site, so glad I found it.
marilyn burke from United States
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