The Summer Boy
When did the sun sever its ties of duty with the day,
Ceding no ray to the horizon?
Why has the season gone on a voyage with its warmth,
Leaving no coals for the fireplace?
My craving lodge in the bloom of summer morns,
When the sun rises in revolt, from behind the clouds,
Kissing the crown of my head in courtesy.
Enwrapped in its tender warmth,
What a feeling, so sweet!
But to be grounded behind doors,
Bored out of my mind at rainfall,
Oh! Takes all joy away!
How I loath the monsoon!
The voice of heaven rumbles,
And the water eats the land,
Rendering our playground an isle,
And the village square, empty of children.
Behind the windows, in dejection,
We pray your leave.
Over stay not your welcome,
Oh, ordained intruder!
When last have we seen you,
Soaring harbingers of summer;
Convocation of winged heralds?
Ready the sky for the kite.
Revive the songs of the skylark,
And bring back the scent of summer.
About this poem
"The Summer Boy " acquaints the reader of the yearning of a boy for summer. The boy who stands behinds a window, restricted by his parents from going outside to play due to the heavy down pour, in the voice of the poet persona, tells the reader of his preference between summer and rainy season: he favours the former, even calling the latter an intruder. He prays for summer to return soon. One of the major theme in the poem is nostalgia, as the boy and other of his kind, 'behind the windows', wishes the rains be over soon that summer may be ushered in. more »
Written on October 17, 2018
Submitted by jerrylov322 on April 04, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCD DXXCX XXAX XXXB BXXE XEXXXE |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 920 |
Words | 199 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 5, 4, 4, 4, 6 |
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