Sunday, March 16, 2008

Stop all the Clocks, cut off the Telephone

This poem is being expressed by someone who has recently lost a loved one. The speaker is suffering from severe sadness and feels as if nothing else matters besides the one he has lost. The speaker emphasizes that everyone should be thinking of his lost loved one when he says “prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone” and “let the traffic policeman wear black cotton gloves”(Auden). The speaker seems to think that the death of his loved one is a worldwide crisis. For example, when a hurricane is near everyone knows about it and prepares for the hurricane. The speaker expresses that everyone should be preparing for the death of his loved one. The speaker remarks “he was my North, my South, my East, and West” (Auden). This line tells us that this man was very close to the speaker; maybe a father or a grandfather. One idea that crosses my mind when I read this poem is that the speaker seems to be suicidal. He feels that not only is his loved ones world gone, but like his is also gone. In the last line of the poem he says “for nothing now can ever come to any good” (Auden). This tells me that he doesn’t seem to have a reason to live anymore. . .

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