Tuesday, January 3, 2012

New year, new look for 'Over thy dead body': A Cemetery Blog

With the new year comes a new look for 'Over thy dead body': The Cemetery Blog.  You'll notice that the forest green background has been replaced by an 'In Memoriam' easel which stands at the foot of a grave in the Prospect Cemetery at Glasnevin, Dublin, and the overall colour theme has changed.  I've chosen to use the easel image as my new background because the posts on this blog serve as a memorial of sorts for those whose graves are featured within.  Over the next while I will be making further changes to the blog, such as creating additional pages, and moving elements around.  Today I've included the W.H. Auden poem 'Funeral Blues' which I presented in the very first post on this blog.  I hope you enjoy reading the poem, and I hope you'll let me know what you think of the new background.

Funeral Blues

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 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.

©W.H. Auden 1936
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