Once again, I remember this poem after all these years! "The Mending Wall", that's the title of a poem by Robert Frost I read in my English literature class when I was about 14 years. I hated taking notes, comprehending the meaning, and writing an essay on what the poet's thoughts were at that time. Then wondering why I even brought up the subject? Well, me too! :-)
I guess it started when I was on my plane to US from India. I went home after 3 years with all the excitement in the world, only to be disappointed twice as much. I felt as if there's a wall between everything/ everyone back home and me. As if the 10,000 miles is not just the distance on map anymore, but somehow crept between our hearts. Like there's a gap between us which can never be filled again..!
All these thoughts filled me with anger, frustration, and hatred, not on people I love the most, but on myself for I couldn't figure out how this 'gaps' came into existence in the first place! Why and how couldn't I see them coming? I don't know. The only way I could vent out my feelings is by writing them down. And that's when I thought of this poem, "The Mending Wall".
I was/'m not really into metaphorical poetry (mostly because I don't get it), but somehow, this poem lasted on my mind for all these years, and I really like it a lot (especially now that I don't have to recite or give an exam, haha). Particularly, these lines...
"...The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there."
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