Stop All the Clocks

"Stop All the Clocks” by W.H. Auden has become my favorite poem.  I thought it painted a really beautiful, yet heartbreaking picture of exactly how people feel when they are grieving.  They’re not ready for time to keep moving and they’re not ready to go on with their lives yet – and this poem did an excellent job of capturing that kind of feeling.  Also, it was neither too short, nor too long and it had a nice, simple rhyme scheme.  I love everything about this poem.