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Walking Away - By C. Day Lewis

Stuckey English IV AP Period 5
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Walking Away Photo based on: 'horizon' by pierreyves @ flickr

By C. Day Lewis It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day -
A sunny day with leaves just turning,
The touch-lines new-ruled - since I watched you play
Your first game of football, then, like a satellite
Wrenched from its orbit, go drifting away

Behind a scatter of boys. I can see
You walking away from me towards the school
with the pathos of a half-fledged thing set free
Into a wilderness, the gait of one
Who finds no path where the path should be. Title Whose walking away?

Does this relate to the act of
growing up? Paraphrase Devices That hesitant figure, eddying away
Like a winged seed loosened from its parent stem,
Has something I never quite grasp to convey
About nature's give-and-take - the small, the scorching
Ordeals which fire one's irresolute clay.

I had worse partings, but none that so
Gnaws at my mind still. Perhaps it is roughly
Saying what God alone could perfectly show -
How selfhood begins with a walking away,
And love proved in the letting go. It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day -
A sunny day with leaves just turning,
The touch-lines new-ruled - since I watched you play
Your first game of football, then, like a satellite
Wrenched from its orbit, go drifting away

Behind a scatter of boys. I can see
You walking away from me towards the school
with the pathos of a half-fledged thing set free
Into a wilderness, the gait of one
Who finds no path where the path should be. That hesitant figure, eddying away
Like a winged seed loosened from its parent stem,
Has something I never quite grasp to convey
About nature's give-and-take - the small, the scorching
Ordeals which fire one's irresolute clay.

I had worse partings, but none that so
Gnaws at my mind still. Perhaps it is roughly
Saying what God alone could perfectly show -
How selfhood begins with a walking away,
And love proved in the letting go. Symbolism
Parallelism
Metaphor
Simile
Personification
Allusion It was almost 18 years ago
The day when the seasons were changing and so were you
Practicing and playing
In your first football game, now seems forever ago
Leaving from what you know, to start new again.

Through the sea of boys, I can still see
You turn away and embark on a new journey
With a heavy heart I watch you leave
Into the jungle step by step
Where there is no exact direction to follow. Though doubtful, still walks away
Almost like a blossoming flower from primary roots
This is something I never could express
The meaning behind give and take
To watch you be unsteady to unvarying and sure

I had a difference in separation, but it doesn’t
Stay on my mind. Maybe that’s a sign
Telling me that with a little faith everything will be okay.
That adulthood starts with moving on,
And that love is showed in the letting go. Cecil Day-Lewis was an Anglo-Irish poet, critic, and educator. He also gained fame as a detective story writer under the name Nicholas Blake.

1927- He graduated from Wadham College, Oxford

1935 to 1938- In his youth Day-Lewis adopted communist views, becoming a member of the Communist party. His early poetry was marked by a preoccupation with social themes. History and Brief Biography 1941- he distanced himself from his influence from Auden and reached his full stature as a poet. These poems reflected his personal life.

1950s and 1960s- He was professor of poetry at Oxford, and a lecturer at several universities.

1968- He was appointed Poet Laureate. A Poet Laureate writes poems for states occasions and other government events. In Britain, the Poet Laureate is known as the poet of the Monarch. He was Poet Laureate for Britain between 1968 and 1972 (his death).

1972- Day-Lewis died on May 22, in the Hertfordshire home of Kingsley Amis and Elisabeth Jane Howard, where he and his wife were staying. The cause was pancreatic cancer. A great admirer of Thomas Hardy, he had arranged that he should be buried as close as possible to the author's grave in Stinsford. His epitaph reads: "Shall I be gone long? / For ever and a day / To whom there belong? / Ask the stone to say / Ask my song" Timeless Memories and Inspirations The collection of poems especially that of "Word All Over" that later accredited C. Day Lewis as "Poet Laureate". Attitude It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day -
A sunny day with leaves just turning,
The touch-lines new-ruled - since I watched you play
Your first game of football, then, like a satellite
Wrenched from its orbit, go drifting away

Behind a scatter of boys. I can see
You walking away from me towards the school
with the pathos of a half-fledged thing set free
Into a wilderness, the gait of one
Who finds no path where the path should be. That hesitant figure, eddying away
Like a winged seed loosened from its parent stem,
Has something I never quite grasp to convey
About nature's give-and-take - the small, the scorching
Ordeals which fire one's irresolute clay.

I had worse partings, but none that so
Gnaws at my mind still. Perhaps it is roughly
Saying what God alone could perfectly show -
How selfhood begins with a walking away,
And love proved in the letting go. Shifts It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day -
A sunny day with leaves just turning,
The touch-lines new-ruled - since I watched you play
Your first game of football, then, like a satellite
Wrenched from its orbit, go drifting away

Behind a scatter of boys. I can see
You walking away from me towards the school
with the pathos of a half-fledged thing set free
Into a wilderness, the gait of one
Who finds no path where the path should be. That hesitant figure, eddying away
Like a winged seed loosened from its parent stem,
Has something I never quite grasp to convey
About nature's give-and-take - the small, the scorching
Ordeals which fire one's irresolute clay.

I had worse partings, but none that so
Gnaws at my mind still. Perhaps it is roughly
Saying what God alone could perfectly show -
How selfhood begins with a walking away,
And love proved in the letting go. Shift 1: Remembering to Melancholy

Shift 2: Melancholy to Acceptance Title Whose walking away? C. Day Lewis' eldest son is walking
away because he is embarking on a new journey, college.

Does this relate to the act of growing up? Yes this very much so relates to the act of growing up on both part, the father and son. The father has to grow up and let go and the son is growing up and not relying on his safety net anymore. Theme Shift 1
(tone) Shift 2
(tone) Melancholic Just because its a fresh start doesn't mean its replacing where it all began. For Sean Artwork Critical Perspective Biographical- C. Day Lewis' life definitely is reflected
upon in this poem about his eldest son Sean. From his
marriage he had 2 kids a son and a daughter which up to
the time he remarried they were very close. In this poem his is apprehensive about his son leaving home and going to college, he knows that the journey for him will be good like it was for him, but that point of letting go and having Sean fend for himself terrifies him. Just as any parent feels when their child goes off to college, its the realization that the child is actually grown up and soon won't need their parents anymore. Final Thoughts Overall I really enjoyed C. Day Lewis' body of poems. He deserved every right to be accredited a Poet Laureate and truly did live a full life. A true poet to me is someone who can leave a lasting impression even after years of writing, and this is what C. Day Lewis has done for me. He may be gone but his work lives on and he will forever more be apart of my collection of favorite poets. Works Cited "Cecil Day-Lewis." Wikipedia. 2008. Wikimedai Foundation Inc.. 9 Jun 2008 <http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cecil_Day-Lewis>.

(2006). Cecil Day-Lewis. Retrieved June 11, 2008, from Poets Grave Web site: http://www.poetsgraves.co.uk/day-lewis.htm

"Day-Lewis, C.." Online Photograph. Britannica Student Encyclopædia. 9 June 2008 <http://www.student.britannica.com/eb/art-

“C. Day Lewis.” The Famous People-Society for Recognition of Famous People. The Famous People Press, Inc., 2002. thefamousepeople.com. 22 March, 2004 <http://www.thefamouspeople.com/profiles/c-day-lewis-228.php>

"C. Day Lewis." Cyclopedia of World Authors, Fourth Revised Edition. Ed. Frank Northen Magill. Salem Press, Inc., 1997. eNotes.com. 28 Jan, 2013 <http://www.enotes.com/cecil-day-lewis-salem/> Artwork by caglecartoon.com
The Buffalo New. 2009 C. Day Lewis heavily admired this man,W.H Auden, while in Oxford he became a member of a circle that accumulated Auden. He even helped him in the editing of the Oxford Poetry 1927. Because of this influence Lewis engaged in the development in a more traditional form of lyricism style of poetry. This was a stepping stone to becoming a "Poet Laureate" in 1968. Symbolism
Parallelism
Metaphor
Simile
Personification
Allusion
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