{"id":1057,"date":"2013-06-28T19:28:18","date_gmt":"2013-06-28T12:28:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/?page_id=1057"},"modified":"2013-06-28T19:36:04","modified_gmt":"2013-06-28T12:36:04","slug":"funeral-blues","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/","title":{"rendered":"Funeral Blues"},"content":{"rendered":"

Funeral Blues<\/strong><\/p>\n

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
\nPrevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
\nSilence the pianos and with muffled drum
\nBring out the coffin, let the mourners come.<\/p>\n

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
\nScribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
\nPut cr\u00eape bows round the white necks of the public doves,
\nLet the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.<\/p>\n

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
\nMy working week and my Sunday rest
\nMy noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
\nI thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.<\/p>\n

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
\nPack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
\nPour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
\nFor nothing now can ever come to any good.<\/p>\n

Wystan Hugh Auden<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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 in the sky the message He is Dead, Put cr\u00eape<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"parent":1053,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1057","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"yoast_head":"\nFuneral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"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.\" \/>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"Funeral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"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.\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:modified_time\" content=\"2013-06-28T12:36:04+00:00\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"Est. reading time\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"1 minute\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\\\/\\\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/funeral-blues\\\/\",\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/funeral-blues\\\/\",\"name\":\"Funeral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/#website\"},\"datePublished\":\"2013-06-28T12:28:18+00:00\",\"dateModified\":\"2013-06-28T12:36:04+00:00\",\"description\":\"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.\",\"breadcrumb\":{\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/funeral-blues\\\/#breadcrumb\"},\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/funeral-blues\\\/\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"BreadcrumbList\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/funeral-blues\\\/#breadcrumb\",\"itemListElement\":[{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":1,\"name\":\"Home\",\"item\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":2,\"name\":\"Private: Things I Love\",\"item\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":3,\"name\":\"Poetry\",\"item\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/good-things-in-life\\\/poetry\\\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":4,\"name\":\"Funeral Blues\"}]},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/\",\"name\":\"Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog\",\"description\":\""Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies." -Mother Teresa\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"SearchAction\",\"target\":{\"@type\":\"EntryPoint\",\"urlTemplate\":\"https:\\\/\\\/nathanael.id\\\/blog\\\/?s={search_term_string}\"},\"query-input\":{\"@type\":\"PropertyValueSpecification\",\"valueRequired\":true,\"valueName\":\"search_term_string\"}}],\"inLanguage\":\"en-US\"}]}<\/script>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"Funeral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog","description":"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.","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/","og_locale":"en_US","og_type":"article","og_title":"Funeral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog","og_description":"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.","og_url":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/","og_site_name":"Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog","article_modified_time":"2013-06-28T12:36:04+00:00","twitter_misc":{"Est. reading time":"1 minute"},"schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/","url":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/","name":"Funeral Blues - Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/#website"},"datePublished":"2013-06-28T12:28:18+00:00","dateModified":"2013-06-28T12:36:04+00:00","description":"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.","breadcrumb":{"@id":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/#breadcrumb"},"inLanguage":"en-US","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/"]}]},{"@type":"BreadcrumbList","@id":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/funeral-blues\/#breadcrumb","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"name":"Home","item":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"name":"Private: Things I Love","item":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":3,"name":"Poetry","item":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/good-things-in-life\/poetry\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":4,"name":"Funeral Blues"}]},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/#website","url":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/","name":"Nathanael Gratias Sumaktoyo's Blog","description":""Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies." -Mother Teresa","potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"en-US"}]}},"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/Pc0Zvf-h3","jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1057","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1057"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1057\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1053"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nathanael.id\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1057"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}