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The initial harmony between the lovers is encapsulated in the line "So were they one," symbolizing their union as they pass "across barbed stile, through flocked brown cows," almost as if moving through a gate into a sacred space. Here, the natural elements such as the "barbed stile" and the "flocked brown cows" appear as talismans of a rustic world that lies just beyond the reach of civilization with its "pitchforked farmer." The couple finds their "green bed" near a blackthorn thicket and flower spray, lying below a fen and a hill of stinging nettles. This is a detailed portrait of nature in its full complexity, including its ability to both nurture and harm. The "fen where water stood" is static, almost stagnant, suggesting the undercurrents of emotion that can exist in even the most tranquil settings. The "hill of stinging nettle" prefigures the pain that will eventually emerge, revealing nature's indifferent, even hostile, aspects. The shift from pastoral beauty to raw, stinging reality occurs in the lines "Until sweet wind changed tune, blew harm: / Cruel nettles stung her angles raw." The nettles serve as a physical manifestation of the pain that can suddenly infiltrate love, unexpected yet perhaps inevitable. The "sweet wind" that initially caressed the lovers now "changes tune," indicating a transformation in the emotional landscape as well. The lover's reaction is one of indignation, aimed not at his partner but at the nettles that caused her pain, suggesting a simplistic understanding of love and its inherent complexities. He is "rueful, most vexed," yet his act of stamping and cracking the nettles is an impotent one; the damage has been done. His intention to leave "his rightful road" and "under honor, will depart" further solidifies the notion that their initial unity is now fractured. The woman remains "burning, venom-girt," her skin a literal and metaphorical landscape of the pain that has marked her. She is "In wait for sharper smart to fade," a line that hauntingly encapsulates the enduring, and often self-inflicted, nature of emotional wounds. The poem ends not with reconciliation but with a forlorn sense of waiting, as if acknowledging that the complexities of love and nature can neither be fully embraced nor avoided. By juxtaposing the idyllic and the painful within a natural setting, Plath captures the multifaceted experience of love. "Bucolics" ultimately suggests that love, like nature, is a realm of beauty and brutality, a landscape where even the most harmonious moments can be punctuated by the sting of reality. Copyright (c) 2024 PoetryExplorer | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1851: A MESSAGE TO DENMARK HILL by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON BURNING THE OLD YEAR by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE |
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