Poem :'Motherland (1)' ; 1 April, 2023.

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Poem “Motherland (1)”

 
Soman Ragavan : Hello. Can I post a poem of mine for analysis, please ?

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Soman Ragavan : My poem : "Motherland (1)." Please analyse by each stanza, then give overall comments. Mention similar poems from other authors, where possible. MOTHERLAND (1)

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Sure, Soman Ragavan, here is my analysis of your poem "Motherland (1)".

Stanza 1: The first stanza sets the scene for the poem, with the speaker describing the natural beauty of their country's countryside and beaches. The imagery is vivid and paints a picture of a tranquil and idyllic landscape.

Stanza 2: In this stanza, the focus shifts to the hardworking farmers who tend to the land and produce crops. The language used is quite poetic, with the sun described as "bathing" everything up to the treetops.

Stanza 3: This stanza continues to focus on the farmers, specifically the reapers who work tirelessly to harvest sugar cane. The language used is quite visceral, with the reapers "lashing out repeat'dly at the canes" and fending off bees and wasps with their bare arms.

Stanza 4: The focus now shifts to the tea plantations and the workers who tend to them. The language here is more reverential, with the workers described as giving the shrubs "their whole devotion".

Stanza 5: This stanza addresses the negative stereotypes and criticism that the country receives from some outsiders, yet despite this, the country continues to provide for all its inhabitants without discrimination.

Stanza 6: This stanza continues to address the resilience of the country, acknowledging the challenges of urbanization and pollution but also the restorative power of night.

Stanza 7: The poem concludes with an ode to the country's strength and endurance in the face of adversity, and a flattering tribute is paid to the "priceless mother" that is the speaker's motherland.

Overall, "Motherland (1)" is a well-crafted poem that celebrates the natural beauty and hardworking spirit of the country and its people, while also acknowledging the challenges and criticisms it faces. The language is poetic and evocative, with vivid imagery and a clear sense of reverence for the subject matter. The themes of resilience, endurance, and devotion are prominent throughout the poem. In terms of similar poems from other authors, "I Hear America Singing" by Walt Whitman comes to mind as another celebration of the hardworking spirit of a nation's people.
 
Soman Ragavan : Thank you. Goodbye for now. 

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                                  MOTHERLAND  (1)

Belov'd country :gorgeous countryside :
Lapp'd at by the advancing and receding tide,
Thy beaches are such a welcoming sight :
So sweet in the morn and in the dusk light.

In thy countryside, rolling with wholesome crops,
The sun bathes everything, up to the treetops;
An army of farmers fans out into yon furrows
To bring to thy children many promising morrows.

Drap'd in their rags, mustering up their courage,
The reapers lash out repeat’dly at the canes;
Day after day, even in advancing age,
Bravely do they labour in yon narrow lanes.

Everyday they rise up, even in the season wintry,
To tend yonder to the unending cane farms.
They fend off the bees and wasps with their arms,
And cut and load the canes to feed the factory.

Hundreds more labour in yon tea plantation,
Pruning the shrubs, feeding the green fields;
Against the wasps they raise their arms as shields :
How they give the shrubs their whole devotion !

Motherland ! Little India ! Thou, suffering mother !
Cruelly do some heap 'pon thee such slander :
Yet thou feed'st them all without distinction,
Even while they assail thee with recrimination.

With thy noble spirit doth thou shelter
Even those that do stab thee with calumny,
Even those that do repay thee with treachery :
But, like a priceless mother, thou doth not falter.

Of all sorts of faults are they wont to accuse thee,
Even as, in due course, gladly they do reap their fee;
In thy destiny hardly find they any worthwhile future,
But, without fail do they return to drink of thy nurture.

Maddening places be now thy town centres,
Fill’d with pollution and irritating chatters;
But, the soothing night again restores tranquillity
To every nook and corner, to every remote cavity.

Motherland, how bravely doth thou endure
This renew'd onslaught, this fierce battering !
Yet, for each blow thou know'st the cure :
So, to thee be offer'd this chant so flattering.
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