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Rhapsody On A Windy Night / Thomas Stearns Eliot TWELVE o'clock.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Dissolve the floors of memory 5
And all its clear relations
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark 10
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Half-past one,
The street-lamp sputtered,
The street-lamp muttered, 15
The street-lamp said, "Regard that woman
Who hesitates toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand, 20
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin."
The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach 25
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white.
A broken spring in a factory yard, 30
Rust that clings to the form that the strength has
left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter, 35
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter."
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along
the quay.
I could see nothing behind that child's eye. 40
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him. 45
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
"Regard the moon, 50
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smooths the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory. 55
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and eau de Cologne,
She is alone
With all the old nocturnal smells 60
That cross and cross across her brain."
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets, 65
And female smells in shuttered rooms,
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
The lamp said,
"Four o'clock, 70
Here is the number on the door.
Memory!
You have the key,
The little lamp spreads a ring on the stair.
Mount. 75
The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life."
The last twist of the knife.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Dissolve the floors of memory 5
And all its clear relations
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark 10
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Half-past one,
The street-lamp sputtered,
The street-lamp muttered, 15
The street-lamp said, "Regard that woman
Who hesitates toward you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand, 20
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin."
The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach 25
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white.
A broken spring in a factory yard, 30
Rust that clings to the form that the strength has
left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Half-past two,
The street-lamp said,
"Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter, 35
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter."
So the hand of the child, automatic,
Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along
the quay.
I could see nothing behind that child's eye. 40
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him. 45
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
"Regard the moon, 50
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smooths the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory. 55
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and eau de Cologne,
She is alone
With all the old nocturnal smells 60
That cross and cross across her brain."
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets, 65
And female smells in shuttered rooms,
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
The lamp said,
"Four o'clock, 70
Here is the number on the door.
Memory!
You have the key,
The little lamp spreads a ring on the stair.
Mount. 75
The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life."
The last twist of the knife.
Yükleniyor...
Thomas Stearns Eliot’in Rhapsody On A Windy Night şiiri, modernist bir dille geceyi ve hafızayı anlatır. Yapısal özellikler şiirin 12 dakikalık bir akış gibi bölümler halinde ilerlemesini, her bölümün belirli saatlerde başlatılmasını ve “street-lamp” (sokak lambası) metaforunun tekrarını içerir. Bu yapı, şiirin zaman içinde ilerleyen bir anlatı gibi hissettirmesine katkıda bulunur.
Tematik elemanlar
- Gece ve ışık: Gece, karanlıkta kaybolmuş hafızanın bir yansıması olarak işlenir. Sokak lambası, geceyi aydınlatan ama aynı zamanda unutulan anıları “fısıldayan” bir semboldür.
- Hafıza ve kayıp: Şiir, “memory” kavramını sürekli hatırlatır; hafızanın parçalanmış ve dağılmış görüntülerini anlatan betimlemeler, kayıp anıların yeniden oluşunu simgeler.
- Doğal ve mekanik imgeler: “broken spring”, “rust”, “cat in the gutter” gibi imgeler, mekanik ve organik unsurların karışımını gösterir. Bu kombinasyon, modern dünyanın çarpıklığını yansıtır.
- İnsan ve nesne ilişkisi: “woman”, “cat”, “crab” gibi canlılar ve nesneler arasındaki etkileşim, şiirin karakteristik bir özelliğidir. Nesne ve canlı arasında sürekli bir diyalog vardır.
Üslup ve dil teknikleri
- Tekrar (repetition): “street-lamp” ifadesi şiirin her bölümünde tekrar eder, bu da ritmi ve tematik bütünlüğü güçlendirir.
- Çoklu dil kullanımı: Fransızca “La lune ne garde aucune rancune” ifadesi, şiire uluslararası bir ton katar ve çok kültürlü bir atmosfer yaratır.
- Çeşitli zaman çizgileri: “Half-past one”, “Half-past two” gibi saat atıfları, şiirin zamanla oynayan yapısını vurgular.
- İçsel monolog ve dış sesin birleşimi: Şiir, içsel bir hafıza akışı ile sokak lambasının dış sesini harmanlar.
Simge ve metaforlar
- Sokak lambası (street-lamp): Bilgi, aydınlatma ve hatıra arayışının sembolüdür. Aynı zamanda zamanın akışıyla ilişkilidir.
- Ay (moon): Geceyi temsil ederken, aynı zamanda hafızanın kayıp ve değişen doğasını simgeler.
- “Broken spring”: Gerçekleşmemiş potansiyel ve kırık umutları temsil eder.
Sonuç olarak, Eliot’in şiiri, modernist teknikleri ve yoğun sembolik dille geceyi, hafızayı ve insan deneyimini keşfeder. Yapısal bölümler, tematik derinlik ve dilsel çeşitlilik şiiri zengin bir metin haline getirir.
Not: Bu tahlil otomatik üretilmiştir ve geliştirme aşamasındadır.