My Mother at Sixty Six
By Kamla Das
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The poem ‘My
Mother at Sixty Six’ is composed by Kamla Das, a well known new age Indian poet
from Kerala. Her works are known for
their originality, versatility and the indigenous flavour of the soil.
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The poem is
subjective as it describes the emotions of the poet associated with her
childhood and mother. It brings her childhood memories back and the fears
associated with her mother and separation from her mother.
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The poem is rich
in language and profound in emotional content with the wonderful handling of
words and expressions. It is free verse without any rhyming scheme.
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The impactful
description for emotions in the poem successfully sensitises the readers to
accept death and aging through his powerful imagery, metaphor, simile and
skilful handling of other poetic devices.
§ The poem is a free verse without any stanza division, rhyme scheme and full stop. This form is used to highlight the continuity of life and uninterrupted thoughts of the poet.
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This beautiful
poem depicts a daughter-mother relation and fear of losing one’s relations.
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Line by Line Explanation
Driving from my parent’s home to
Cochin last Friday morning,
I saw my mother, beside me,
doze, open mouthed,
her face ashen like that of a corpse
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The
poetess, Kamla Das was driving from her home to Kochi along with her mother
who is 66 years old. It was Friday morning and she was going to airport. Her
mother was going to see her off. As the poet was driving, her mother was
sitting beside her and taking a nap (light sleep) with her mouth open due to
sleep. Her face was dull and colourless
just like a dead body. This made the poet scared and sad. When she saw her
mother’s dull and dead face, she realised that her mother had grown old and
might die soon. She compares her mother's face to a dead body.
And realized with pain
that she was as old as she looked
but soon put that thought away,
· The
poet realized that her mother was very old as she appeared to be and she might
die soon. But, this realisation was quite painful to her. She felt sad and
uncomfortable to think of her mother’s death and separation from her. She could
not bear this thought that her mother would be dying, soon. The poetess, Kamla
Das wanted to put this thought away. Hence, she started looking out of the
window of her car.
And looked out at
Young trees sprinting,
The merry children
Spilling out of their homes,
·
The
poet looked out of the window of her car to divert her attention. Outside, she
saw that the young trees were running back as she was driving ahead. (It is a
very common sight while travelling) She also saw that the young children were
coming out of their homes and they were very happy to come out, play and make
merry. The scenes that the poetess witnessed outside are a big contrast to what
she saw inside her car. Inside, her mother’s face is dull and dead like ash and
dead body and outside the world is full of youth, energy and life.
but after the airport’s security check,
standing a few yards away,
I looked again at her, wan, pale
as a late winter’s moon
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When
the poetess reached the airport’s security check, her mother stood little away
because she had come to see the poet off. The poet looked at her mother’s face
which is pale and colourless. It has lost the brightness just like the moon of
late winter which shines faintly and is not clearly visible because of foggy
atmosphere. As the poet was looking again and again at her old mother, the fear
of separation from her mother started vexing her again.
And felt that
Old familiar ache,
my childhood’s fear,
·
While
looking at her mother’s dull and dead face, the old and familiar fear of
separation from her mother grappled her heart again. In childhood she was under
constant fear that she might lose her mother just as young children get scared
easily that they might be separated from their mother and that’s why they catch
hold of their mother’s finger or clothes tightly. The childhood fear which is
familiar to the poet, was haunting her again while she was going away from her
mother.
but all I said was,
see you soon, Amma,
all I did was smile
and smile and smile......
Though the poet was fearful and going through the pain, she didn’t say anything. She only bade her mother goodbye and said, ‘see you soon mother’. With these words she also gave a hopeful smile. The word ‘smile’ is repeated three times to emphasize the emotions of the poet who is trying to hide her fear that she might not be able to see her mother next time. She smiles to assure her mother and herself that she will see her next time. She wants to hide her fear and show her hope through her broad smiles.
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Difficult Expressions
Doze - light sleep/short nap
Ashen - colourless
Corpse - dead
body
Sprinting - Running fast (here running back)
spilling - moving
out / flowing down
wan - Colourless / dull
Familiar ache - Pain
already felt / experienced in childhood
Poetic Devices
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My Mother at Sixty-Six – Alliteration
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My Mother at Sixty-Six - Assonance
• Face ashen like that of a corpse – Simile, Symbolism
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Young trees sprinting– Personification
& Imagery, Symbolism
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merry children spilling out – Imagery, metaphor, Imagery, Symbolism
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her, wan, pale as a late winter’s moon – Simile, Imagery
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Trees (life), children (vigour & energy), moon (fading beauty) - Symbolism
• all I said was, see you soon– Alliteration, Pathos
• All I did was smile and smile and smile..... - Repetition, Pathos, Polysyndeton
Important
Questions Answers
Q1. What is the
significance of the line ‘Young trees sprinting and the merry children spilling
out of their homes’?
Through these two
beautiful images the poet wants to make stark contrast between the aging and
withering mother and the world outside which is full of youth, energy, vigour
and life. Through these images the poet tries to highlight the philosophy of
life that life goes on despite that her mother is old and might die soon.
Q2. Why has the mother
been compared to ‘late winter’s moon’?
Ans. Through this beautiful
simile the poet’s mother is compared to the moon of late winter, which is
shining faintly as it is winter time. The moon’s brightness is diminished due
to fog. Her mother’s face has lost its beauty and brightness due to old age.
Hence, she is compared to the moon of late winter.
Q3. What do the poet’s
parting words and her smiles convey?
Ans. While the poet is
going to take her flight and bids her mother good bye, she says, ‘see you soon,
Amma’. With these parting words she also smiles broadly. The word ‘smile’ is
repeated thrice, which is quite meaningful. Through this repetition the poet
wants to emphasize her emotions that she is going through. The poet is trying
to hide her fear that she might not be able to see her mother next time. She
smiles to assure her mother and herself that she will see her next time. She also wants to strengthen her hope through
her broad smiles.
Q4. What kind of pain and ache troubles the poet?
Ans. As a child, Kamala Das had a fear of losing her mother. She always felt sad to think that she would be separated from her mother. Her childhood fear of being separated from her mother always lingers and comes to the fore quite often. She was always scared that her mother might not be alive the next time she came back.
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RTC 1
Read the extract given below and answer the questions
that follows.
.... I looked again at her, wan, pale
as a late winter’s moon and felt that old
familiar ache, my childhood’s fear,
but all I said was, see you soon, Amma,
all I did was smile and smile and smile …
a. What was poet's childhood fear?
b. Describe how imagery is used in second line.
c. What do the poet’s parting words suggest?
d. Why did the poet smile at the end?
e. What effect does the repetition in the last line create?
RTC 2
Read the extract given below and answer the questions that follows.
Her face ashen like that of a corpse
and realised with pain
that she was as old as she looked
but soon put that thought away,
and looked out at Young Trees sprinting,
the merry children spilling out of their homes,
a. How did the poet describe her mother?
b. Why is the poet in pain?
c. What was the poet’s thought that she put away? Why?
d. What do the young trees and children signify?
e. What contrast does the poet highlight in these lines?
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Answers:
RTC 1
a. The poet is always troubled with the thought of being separated from her
mother since her childhood. Now she fears that her mother might die soon due to
her frail health and old age.
b. Using imagery the poet describes fading beauty of her mother which is
compared to dim light of moon due to foggy winter night.
c. The poet’s parting words reveal her fear and also hope to see her mother soon.
d. The poet smiles repeatedly forcibly to hide her
fear of losing her mother to death. She also smiles to covey her assurance to
her mother that they would meet soon. She smiles as she hopes to see her mother
next time.
e. The poet smiled repeatedly and this repetition creates a sad and pathetic picture
where smile appears to be forced, and which requires a lot of effort. This
repetition portrays that death is inevitable and humans are helpless and lack
courage to accept death.
RTC 2
a. The poet describes her mother as frail, old and pale. Her
face looks like ash and while sleeping she looks like a corpse.
b. The poet is in great pain as she realises that her
mother is so old that she might die soon.
c. The poet is constantly suffering from the fear that
her mother might die soon and she would be separated from her. But, she doesn’t
have enough courage to accept the fact. Hence, she avoided the thought of her
mother’s death.
d. The young trees and children signify youth, vigour
and strength which is in sharp contrast to the old and aging mother.
e. The poet presents a contrast between youth, action, strength and energy to lifelessness,
ageing and death through the description of young trees and happy children in
sharp contrast to poet’s pale and dull and old mother. This contrast portrays
that youth and old age are a cycle of life and that death is inevitable, which
is very painful to accept.
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