The Wind Blew Words

The Wind Blew Words by Thomas Hardy

The poem explores themes of interconnectedness, nature, and existential reflection. It begins with the imagery of the wind carrying words, suggesting a communication from the natural world to the speaker. The speaker is urged to observe a troubled tree, symbolizing a shared suffering and connection to all living things. The tree's complaints resonate with the speaker, indicating a deep empathy for the struggles of nature. The poem expands to include various creatures, both wild and domesticated, emphasizing the idea that all beings, regardless of their differences, are part of a larger whole. The speaker acknowledges their own existence as intertwined with these entities, highlighting a sense of unity and shared experience. As the speaker reflects on their own distress, they confront feelings of inadequacy and despair. The mention of "self-slaughter of the law" suggests a struggle against societal norms or personal limitations, indicating a desire for liberation from constraints. The overall tone conveys a profound sense of awe and introspection, as the speaker grapples with their place in the world and the weight of existence. The work ultimately invites readers to consider their relationship with nature and the interconnectedness of all life, urging a recognition of shared struggles and the importance of empathy in understanding one's own identity within the broader tapestry of existence.

By Thomas Hardy · First published 1912 · Genre: Poetry, Nature Writing, Philosophical Literature · 171 words

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THE wind blew words along the skies, And these it blew to me Through the wide dusk: "Lift up your eyes, Behold this troubled tree, Complaining as it sways and plies; It is a limb of thee.

"Yea, too, the creatures sheltering round- Dumb figures, wild and tame, Yea, too, thy fellows who abound- Either of speech the same Or far and strange-black, dwarfed, and browned, They are stuff of thy own frame."

I moved on in a surging awe Of inarticulateness At the pathetic Me I saw In all his huge distress, Making self-slaughter of the law To kill, break, or suppress.

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nature · poetry · romance · loss · memory · nostalgia · human emotion · landscape · transience · existentialism · rural life · symbolism

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