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The Hunchback in the Park is
a poem by Dylan Thomas which
is about love, nature and imagination.
Thomas through this poem explores
the life and activities of an
artist. He creates different
binary oppositions like the
past and the present, the world
of children and the world of
adults, and the world of reality
and the world of imagination.
He renders the typical Wordsworthian
double consciousness while dealing
with two different times and
two different worlds (the world
of children and the world of
adults).
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From the past he brings
the memories of childhood
in which we see the
poet with children in
the parks to hurl the
stones at “the
solitary mister”
an artist. In this sense
like those children
he (poet) too was a
tormenter in the past.
But from the stand point
of the worlds of adults
(present time) and as
an artist himself, the
poet sympathizes the
solitary mister. It
is the dividedness of
his attitude that pulls
down the wall between
two different times
and two different worlds.
At this point the poet
seems to be a tormentor
of himself. The child
Dylan Thomas hurls the
stone at the adult Dylan
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The poet at another level is
a depiction of the life of an
artist. Here, Dylan Thomas creates
a distinction between the world
of reality and the world of
imagination. This view is exploded
through the experiences of the
solitary mister who visits the
park everyday and who is physically
deformed. In the world of reality
this person is neglected, teased
and tormented and he is quite
cutoff from social realities.
Dylan Thomas uses of phrase
“solitary mister”
refer to the basic reality of
these persons existence that
is; he is not only living in
solitariness but also identity
less. Despite the bitter experiences
in the world of reality, this
deformed person enjoys utter
freedom in his world of imagination.
The ‘Solitary Mister’
is very far-away from the sense
of beauty and sense of duty
in this world of reality. He
is deprived of the physical
beauty because of the hunch
on his back and there is no
sense of duty because he lives
a careless life. But this very
person is engaged in creativity
(artistic) because he is able
to transcend the bitter experiences
of the world of reality that
includes his physical deformity,
children’s torment and
his carelessness. He creates
a beautiful picture of a woman
in his solitariness through
the use of his imagination.
This image of beautiful woman
does not show traces of bitter
experiences of the world of
reality. In this sense Dylan
Thomas romanticism covers near
to Keatsian romanticism because
of his belief in art as a power
that transcends the world of
reality.
The poem actually is about love
for both children and adults.
This solitary mister lives in
the world of reality (day) and
the world of imagination (night),
where the world of imagination
is dominant. The world of reality
is full of suffering, where
there is torment, sorrow and
the bitter experiences quite
contrary of the world of imagination
that is full of happiness.
The
Hunchback in the Park - Poem
by Dylan Thomas
The
hunchback in the park
A solitary mister
Propped between trees and water
From the opening of the garden
lock
That lets the trees and water
enter
Until the Sunday sombre bell
at dark
Eating
bread from a newspaper
Drinking water from the chained
cup
That the children filled with
gravel
In the fountain basin where
I sailed my ship
Slept at night in a dog kennel
But nobody chained him up.
Like
the park birds he came early
Like the water he sat down
And Mister they called Hey Mister
The truant boys from the town
Running when he had heard them
clearly
On out of sound
Past
lake and rockery
Laughing when he shook his paper
Hunchbacked in mockery
Through the loud zoo of the
willow groves
Dodging the park keeper
With his stick that picked up
leaves.
And
the old dog sleeper
Alone between nurses and swans
While the boys among willows
Made the tigers jump out of
their eyes
To roar on the rockery stones
And the groves were blue with
sailors
Made
all day until bell time
A woman figure without fault
Straight as a young elm
Straight and tall from his crooked
bones
That she might stand in the
night
After the locks and chains
All
night in the unmade park
After the railings and shrubberies
The birds the grass the trees
the lake
And the wild boys innocent as
strawberries
Had followed the hunchback
To his kennel in the dark.
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