The opening line speaks of "generous August" as mere "child's scribblings," drawing our attention to the impermanent and transient nature of even the most bountiful seasons. Despite the vivaciousness of August-often a time of harvest and the peak of summer-the poet suggests that even its richness is fleeting and somewhat haphazard, like a child's art. This idea is echoed in the imagery of "ripening tomatoes" and "roses, blowsy, loosing their fragrance of black tea," which further underscores the transient beauty of the season. The poem then transitions to winter and its distinct form of beauty-"A winter light held this morning's apples as they fell, sweet, streaked by one touch of the careless brush." Here, the imagery takes on a more solemn tone. The apples are not just falling; they are falling in winter light, invoking a sense of an ending or a moment frozen in time. This part of the poem also introduces the concept of "seeds so deep inside they carry that cold," a poignant metaphor for the latent potential and resilience inherent in all life forms-even in the depths of winter, the seed carries the cold within itself, signifying an enduring life force. The poet then ventures into the contemplation of solitude. Is the attraction of solitude the opportunity "to rise that small bit further, unencumbered by love of earth"? This question probes the relationship between attachment and freedom. By delving into solitude, one might gain a kind of liberty, but it is a freedom tinged with loneliness and the relinquishing of earthly loves. Hirshfield contrasts this with the image of apples that "love earth and falling," suggesting that there is a kind of fulfillment or completion in surrendering to the natural cycle of life and death. The apples lose themselves in the earth "at first touch and then, with time and rain, at last completely." This image echoes the Buddhist idea of non-attachment and acceptance of impermanence. Towards the end, the poet returns to the idea of momentary beauty, encapsulated in the warmth of an hour "as drunk on heat as the girl who long ago vanished into green trees." This line brings a sense of nostalgia and the fleeting nature of youthful moments. The poem closes with an invitation to "fold that loneliness, one moment, two, love, back into your arms," suggesting that even in moments of solitude or the acknowledgement of impermanence, there exists a deeper connection with the world and the self. In sum, "A Sweetening All Around Me as it Falls" masterfully weaves together themes of transience, the cycle of life and death, and the tension between solitude and earthly attachments. It offers a contemplative lens through which to view the ever-changing world, capturing the complex interplay between beauty and impermanence, solitude and connection. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WILLIE WINKIE by WILLIAM MILLER SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 92 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 2. THE OTHER ONE COMES TO HER by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS THE PHOENIX REBORN FROM ITS ASHES by LOUIS ARAGON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 60. AL-MU'HID by EDWIN ARNOLD BIRD CONVERSATIONS, SELECTION by FARID OD-DIN MOHAMMAD EBN EBRAHIM ATTAR THE ALBION QUEENS, ACT 1: THE WONDER by JOHN BANKS (17TH CENTURY-) |