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I caught a tremendous fish | This is significant, as the fish would not have been easy to haul out of the water |
He didn’t fight. | Perhaps the fish has given up, this piques Bishop’s interests |
Battered and venerable and homely. | Respect is warranted from its appearance, and her curiousty grows |
infested with tiny white sea-lice | Again she examines the fish and provides us with a quite detailed but slightly grotesque image |
I thought of the coarse white flesh | The internal description seems nicer than the external |
grim, wet, and weaponlike, | She notices the fish has been caught on five previous occasions, he has obviously escaped each time so therefore he is a survivor |
everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! | She see herself in the fish - both have been through a lot and survived, she has respect, understanding, and admiration for it, ultimately this is why she decides to let the fish go |
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Oh, but it is dirty! | All that she can see initially is the filth of the place |
oil-soaked, oil-permeated | It seems as though it will never be clean |
Do they live in the station? | She is fascinated that anybody could live in a place this filthy |
Some comic books provide the only note of colour | These show things in the station are cared for |
Why, oh why, the doily? | She cannot wrap her head around why there are nice things in this seemingly frenzied, dirty, place |
Somebody loves us all. | She comes to the realisation that despite first appearance ‘somebody’ cares, in the literal case of the filling station this might be a maternal figure |
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The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close … for him to judge. | He is in no position to judge the filth the animals live in as he’s just as bad |
even to the sow that always ate her young - | Despite this disturbing image, he is friendly to the animals as they are his only companion |
(He hid the pints behind a two-by-four) | He is clearly ashamed of his addiciton |
safe and companionable as in the Ark. | Religious reference. The animals in Noah’s ark went in twos |
His shuddering insights, beyond his control | At night he cannot avoid looking inward and judging himself |
But it took him a long time | There is a sense of hope/redemption in this final line, however we should note that it will not be easily achieved. It takes the prodigal a long time to even fully acknowledge that going ‘home’ / getting help is the right thing to do |
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September rain falls on the house. | Pathetic fallacy sets the tone of the poem |
laughing and talking to hide her tears. | She is attempting to distract herself |
She thinks that her equinoctial tears … | It seems as though her tears were always going to come. The almanac has an almost sinister quality as it appears as though it predicted this sadness |
the teakettle’s small hard tears | The child has noticed the sadness despite the grandmother’s best efforts |
Bird-like, the almanac hovers half open above the child | The child feels as though the almanac has the power to bring more sadness to her life. Perhaps the almanac is preparing for this, it’s hovering shows its readiness to pounce |
Then the child puts in a man with buttons like tears | The child is very aware of the sadness that consumes the scene despite the grandmother’s best efforts. |
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my mother laid out Arthur | Sets the scene of the poem and shows the importance (chromographs of royal family) |
Below them on the table | The child has become fascinated by this. It has a central place in the parlour and captures her attention |
He kept his own counsel | She imagines the loon silently observing the family and judging them |
His eyes were red glass | Contrasts the white, frozen lake and shows the difference between the colourful and colourless |
Arthur’s coffin was | A coffin view a child-like lens shows how young Bishop was at the time |
He was all white, like a doll | Shows her belief that perhaps Arthur is now lost potential, as he died so young |
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There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams | Negative tone shows that she is exhausted and overwhelmed |
Should we have stayed at home and thought of here? | Bishop shows regret of travelling |
Oh, must we dream our dreams | Despite our efforts we cannot let our reality go |
But surely it would have been a pity | The use of surely implies doubt, but nevertheless she is beginning to show appreciation |
Yes, a pity not to have pondered, | She decides that the travel she has undertook is infact worthwhile |
‘Is it lack of imaination that makes us come to imagined places, not just stay at home?’ | Bishop poses a question of wondering why people choose to travel to begin with |