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Classic and Contemporary Poetry: Explained | |||
Philip Larkin's "Toads Revisited" is a reflective sequel to his earlier poem "Toads," where the poet further explores the complex relationship between work and freedom. While "Toads" focuses on the burdensome nature of work, "Toads Revisited" reveals a more nuanced understanding of work's role in providing structure and purpose, even if it comes with its own set of compromises. The poem opens with the speaker walking in the park, a setting traditionally associated with relaxation and leisure: "Walking around in the park / Should feel better than work." The use of "should" immediately introduces a sense of expectation versus reality, suggesting that the park's idyllic environment—the lake, the sunshine, the grass—is supposed to be more enjoyable than the drudgery of work. However, despite these pleasant surroundings, the speaker remains unsatisfied: "Yet it doesn't suit me." Larkin describes the park's inhabitants, painting a vivid picture of various marginalized individuals who are avoiding work: "Palsied old step-takers, / Hare-eyed clerks with the jitters, / Waxed-fleshed out-patients / Still vague from accidents, / And characters in long coats / Deep in the litter-baskets." These descriptions evoke a sense of decay and detachment, suggesting that those who avoid work often end up in a state of physical or mental decline. The speaker observes these individuals with a mix of empathy and horror, recognizing the grim reality of their existence. The poem's central metaphor reappears: "All dodging the toad work / By being stupid or weak." This line reinforces the idea that avoiding work often results in a loss of dignity and purpose. The speaker imagines the monotonous and aimless lives of these people: "Hearing the hours chime, / Watching the bread delivered, / The sun by clouds covered, / The children going home." These repetitive activities highlight the emptiness and lack of direction in their lives, underscoring the speaker's fear of such an existence. The contemplation of these marginalized lives leads the speaker to a moment of self-realization: "No, give me my in-tray, / My loaf-haired secretary, / My shall-I-keep-the-call-in-Sir: / What else can I answer." Despite his earlier complaints about work, the speaker acknowledges that work provides a necessary structure and sense of identity. The mention of the "in-tray" and "loaf-haired secretary" symbolizes the familiar routine and small comforts of office life, which, despite its monotony, offers a sense of belonging and purpose. The poem concludes with a poignant and somewhat resigned acceptance of this reality: "When the lights come on at four / At the end of another year? / Give me your arm, old toad; / Help me down Cemetery Road." The imagery of the lights coming on at four, marking the end of the workday and the year, evokes the passage of time and the inevitability of aging. By asking the "old toad" (representing work) to help him down "Cemetery Road," the speaker metaphorically aligns his acceptance of work with the acceptance of life's finite nature. The use of "Cemetery Road" suggests an awareness of mortality and the recognition that work, for all its flaws, provides a meaningful way to navigate the journey towards life's end. "Toads Revisited" thus offers a complex reflection on the human condition, highlighting the tension between the desire for freedom and the need for structure. Through vivid imagery and introspective observations, Larkin explores the idea that work, despite its burdens, can offer a sense of purpose and identity that is crucial for navigating life's uncertainties. The poem ultimately suggests that the true challenge lies in finding a balance between the demands of work and the pursuit of personal fulfillment, while accepting the limitations and inevitabilities of existence.
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