Monday, March 21, 2011

The Red Wheelbarrow

Based on this poem the literal setting I perceived is located on a farm. Reason being, the red wheelbarrow & the white chickens. Farmers need wheelbarrows to transport products from one place to another & they have white chickens that they keep, to sell & eat.

The image I get from the poem is actually I still picture, I see the remains of  the water from the rain sitting on the red wheel barrow & the white chickens inside the coup. The water is still dripping from on top of the coup so the chickens are in the coup for shelter. The symbol you find in the poem would be ``glazed with rain water``. Because rain is not often used with the term glazed but you can understand it because the rain did pour on top of the red wheel barrel. Glazed would be used as spread or making something shinier than usual so it works in both ways. The rhythm is normal, its just telling a simple story that seems unfinished. There is also no rhyming in the poem so everything seems more questionable. Whats next? The mind of the poet come to bear on the literal scenery of the poetry by choosing his words soft & simple. The first line ``so much depend upon`` does not really make you think he would of tried & make a poem out of it. More like he was starting off a regular conversation & then it led off into a poem. Think I'm reaching a little with that one? I don't think so. Some poems really do make from conversations. Or just a regular thought. ``So much depends on, a red wheelbarrow``, its true a lot depend on it. The farmer needing to transport goods from one place to another. It transformed on the third line, ``glazed with rain water``. I`d be lying if I said I knew his true emotions behind this poem but I don`t. If it was told that he was sitting in a shed right next to the coup, just staring, watching the rain pass through. Or if he was chewing on a piece of hay (I don't know) & staring from his home. Maybe then I can get an emotion. But through all that was said & given the only emotion I perceived was bland & a still life picture. The relationship between reality & imagination in this poem is that reality they are second nature to one another. The scenery & the symbol in this poem is so common as if it would be in a movie.

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