Hello Friend, I’m
back! Today, I’m going to write about Mending Wall, one of my favourite poems
[it’s by Robert Frost. He’s hands down my favourite poet]. It’s written in a
very simple, unobtrusive fashion, but it actually has some deep themes woven
into it. It’s a great sketch of human relationships! It was published in 1914,
and has become “one of the most anthologised and analysed poems in modern
literature” [according to Wikipedia]. The poem, which is written in blank
verse, narrates a story drawn from Rural England [that’s Frost’s charm. His
poems reveal his deep and intellectual nature while using simple language and
focussing on the lives of seemingly ordinary people]. Now, let’s dive into the
poem, shall we?
Summary
The speaker immediately lets us know that “something there is
that doesn’t love a wall”, indicating that there is something amiss in the
country side; he and his neighbour meet every spring to walk the length of the
stone wall that divides their properties, and fix places where the wall has
crumbled. The speaker seems to see it as a sort of “game” [this is ironic,
because the speaker initially stated that he doesn’t like the wall. A man full
of contradictions?]. Shortly after, he begins questioning the need for walls;
he grows apples and his neighbour grows pines. Besides, there aren’t any cows
around. However, the neighbour responds with this old saying: “Good fences make
good neighbours.” It is quite clear to the readers that he does not actually
know what it means—he’s just using it because it was something his father used
to say. The speaker asks him, “But why do
they make good neighbours?” but there is no answer. Of course, the speaker, who
is presented as an open-minded and curious person, remains unconvinced and
presses the neighbour to widen his thought process and not blindly believe this
reasoning. However, the neighbour turns a deaf ear to him. The speaker envisions
his neighbour as a man from an out-dated era, a person with a narrow, rigid
interpretation of things; however, the neighbour simply repeats, “Good fences
make good neighbours”—almost as if he’s convincing himself.
Themes
As I stated before, Mending Wall is an intricate poem dealing
with several themes. The main theme is that of human fellowship; this poem
deals with the tensions and barriers, both physical and psychological, that
exist between humans. The title is a metaphor for these barriers, and the poet
is expressing his desire for humans to connect and break free of conventions
that are no longer relevant in the Modern Age. Mending Wall explores the
contradictions within each person, as “man breaks boundaries and makes
boundaries.” Besides, mending the wall serves to separate as well as join the
two neighbours, another contradiction. The poem also toys with theme of seasons
as cycles of life [understandable as this poem is set in Rural England] and
contrasts those cycles with physical as well as language parallelism. Sadly, these barriers aren’t gonna break down
any time soon. We’re already in 2019 and we’ll probably zoom through the year
at breakneck speed, but there are so
many psychological barriers between humans. And I’m not an exception—I used
to be rather judgmental before; I’ve improved a bit now, I guess. I don’t
think that old adage holds true in these times. We’ve got enough “fences” as it
is. Of course, barriers have their own
importance—one can’t just trust people blindly, and there is something known as
“personal space”—but if you don’t even connect with your own race… you get what
I’m saying, right?
…This is a little different from other poems I’ve written
about, isn’t it? It’s an amazing poem, though it can’t top Stopping by Woods on
a Snowy Evening. Seasons appear in his poems all the time, though—they just have to seep into his words. Frost had
a pretty distinct poetic style, and analysing his poems is a lot of fun—it
enhances my knowledge, too!
If you haven’t read this poem, please do so. It’s definitely
worth your time and energy!
That’s all for now. See you next time!
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