Funeral Blues...

Confesso que este é um dos meus poemas preferidos... e depois de ver o filme '4 Casamentos e um Funeral' nunca mais deixei de o ler sem ouvir a voz do actor John Hannah... as suas entoações... as pausas... a contenção na voz... e constitui, para mim, um dos mais belos hinos ao amor homossexual.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bane,
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 crêpe 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 for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Paul away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

April1936

W. H. Auden - Diz-me a Verdade Acerca do Amor