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In Blackwater Woods is a free verse poem written by Mary Oliver (1935–2019). The poem was first published in 1983 in her collection American Primitive , which won the 1984 Pulitzer Prize . [ 1 ] The poem, like much of Oliver's work, uses imagery of nature to make a statement about human experience.
The olfactory imagery of the cellar's rankness, presented largely in a litany following the sixth line, blends with the tactile nature of the "slippery planks" in the ninth line. Strong stresses and spondees , emphasized by consistent alliteration and slant rhymes , evince the same action and vitality in language that the speaker of the poem ...
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The poem was published in the October 1796 Monthly Magazine, [22] under the title Reflections on Entering into Active Life. A poem Which Affects Not to be Poetry. [23] Reflections was included in Coleridge's 28 October 1797 collection of poems and the anthologies that followed. [22] The themes of Reflections are similar to those of The Eolian Harp.
Both poems explore power, sexual love, and nature but from slightly different stances. While "Hortus" stresses the opposition between sexual love and the love of nature by suggesting that nature tames love, “The Garden” deems sexual love as a threat to nature and the contemplative life sought in the Garden. [35]
The love expressed here is for life and himself. This shows Frost's agnostic side where heaven is a fragile concept to him. [2] This becomes clear when he says, "the inner dome of heaven had fallen." Rich metaphoric thinking and imagery abound in the poem, where Frost presents some sharp descriptions of natural phenomena. [3]
When the Poet reaches the "obscurest chasm," his last sight is of the moon. As that image fades from the Poet's mind, he has finally attained transcendence to the supernatural world. The journey to the very source of nature led, finally, to an immanence within nature's very structure and to a world free of decay and change.