Criticism of Bryants To a Waterfowl :: Poems of Bryant

The poems of Bryant may be classed, with regard to their subjects--those expressing a universal interest, relative to the great conditions of humanity, types of nature symbolical of these, as the Winds poems of a national and patriotic sentiment, or expressive of the heroic in character, as the Song of Marions Men. Of these, probably the most enduring will be those which draw their vitality more immediately from the American soil. In these there is a purity of nature, and a certain rustic grace, which speak at once the nature of the poet and his subject. Symbolic images of nature abound in his verses. Here Id like to share some of my observation of some of the poem to a waterfowl.Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the field with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Whitherto what place. We have to read the whole stanza to complete the question. The author delays the meaning so long by putting in the description of time and pl ace to create a feeling of distance to the destination. And "thee, thou, thy"--these are all poetic ways of saying "you" in the singular form. In a sense, focusing on a single distinctive "you" with no possibility of it being the plural "you." So, perhaps it is more than just poetic diction, but the emphasis of solitude.Seekst thou the plashy brinkOf weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the galled ocean side? Rubbed away by friction, constant irritation. Here are three different possible destinations for the waterfowl. they have something in common.There is a post whose careTeaches thy way along that pathless coast,-- The desert and illimitable air,-- Lone wandering, but not lostIf he is speaking of God (what kind of divinity fudge?), why does he call him a Power? Birds migrate because of natural instincts--what is the connection to a Power here? He might imply that nature and God are identified Again, notice the emphasis on Lone.In the fifth stanza, cold thin atmosphere, stoop, weary," and "welcome land" contrast sharply. which adds to the picture of the snigger both concretely and symbolically. this birds flight is beginning to represent the lonely and lifelong struggle of the writer himself in hope of finding his welcome land. Thourt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form yet, on my heart