October 12, 2017
Old Age
Dissatisfaction & Peace
As children we are bold in our
directness, playing with life as prosperity seeps out of our chest and nature
becomes of us, most organic honey our minds are. Children are guardians of
green. They value its wisdom by flying creative and attentive to its breeze,
most natural lavender our hearts are. In adolescence the carefree is replaced
by insecurity and competition. Either we learn self-acceptance as stamina or
drop off into the pool of adult shame and self-judgment.
Do
Not Go Gentle into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas and I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William
Wordsworth communicate steps to old age dissatisfaction and a journey through
peace. In Do Not Go Gentle into That Good
Night the narrator rages at the dying of light (death) because there was no
enlightened moment of empowered peace. For example, “The frail deeds might have
danced in a green bay,” reveals an unhappy man who introspects on the
importance of wholeheartedly pursuing life and the discontent from allowing low
self esteem (frail deeds) to prevent one from self expression, such as dancing
childlike by the bay. “Wild men who caught and sung the sun in flight/and learn
too late they grieved it on its way out,” provides a message. Moments pass
quickly and require full presence or they blur into others and are never
thoroughly seen or felt. And finally, “…words had forked no lightning,”
expresses the blunt reality of speech having no passion or depth and genius not
actualized.
I
Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by Wordsworth, the title creates
this sad image yet the poem speaks of euphoric peace from simplicity. For
example, “Wandering Lonely” doesn’t imply depression. The narrator is deciding
to wander life alone to discover deeper meanings for life beyond ideology constrictions.
“Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,” by Thomas and “Fluttering
and dancing in the breeze…Along the margin of a bay,” by Wordsworth have
similar imagery yet one narrator is self-constricted by fears and the other is
self-liberated through nature. “In pensive mood…flash upon the inward eye/which
is the bliss of solitude…then my heart with pleasure fills,” the narrator is
providing a process for healing negative thought and returning to peace. The
inward eye which is contemplation and solitude seen as empty, blank and still
are the tools to gratitude that is awe struck simply by “dances with
daffodils.”
Don’t
Go Gentle into That Good Night, the narrator lives an
incomplete life and I Wandered Lonely as
a Cloud, the narrator lives a complete life. The difference between these
two poems is one expresses life ruled by fear and the other closeness to
nature. The comparison provides a larger message. There is old age regret from
living out of touch with self and great enlightenment from being fully here
now, appreciating this moment.
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