Thursday 17 April 2014

A Wall

This is a short poem about taking things and objects for granted without truly understanding and observing them in detail.
"you wont find it named in any guidebook" showing it isn't important enough to be in a guidebook because its just an ordinary wall that goes unnoticed by many. It lies "plonk in the middle of rising ground" showing it was once important but now overtime other significant things have grown around it. This poem has a sense of identity as "no other wall are adjacent" showing it's lies on its own and holds its own significance. However the wall itself as a symbol represents many "different sizes, different greys."

I feel this poem can link to Larkin's 'Arundel Tomb' as over time nature strips the statues of their true identity and become "blurred" whereas in 'A Wall' the nature is the only part that accepts the wall's identity. Overall both poems hold a sense of purpose and identity.

"Don't say this wall is useless" showing to many it's there on a daily basis and no one truly uses it however it still has a purpose that many may not understand, "it exists for gold lichens" after time nature takes over and appreciate it more than humans.
The final stanza implies that humans just take things for granted and don't understand their meanings whereas nature use the objects for everything, as it creates a sense of freedom for the 'butterflies' as its an "obstacle course" but also creates a sense of security for "huddling sheep."
The poem ends with the line "for you to say, this wall is beautiful" showing it holds a place for everyone and that once in a while you should take responsibility and acknowledge the things you take for granted.

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