A Mouse's Sonnet: Discovering Complexity in Simplicity in
John Clare's "The Mouse's Nest"
by: Ally Schmidt
John
Clare
The Mouse’s
Nest
I found a ball of grass among the hay (A)
And progged it as I passed and went away (A)
And when I looked I fancied something stirred (B)
And turned again and hoped to catch the bird (B)
When out an old mouse bolted in the wheat (C)
With all her young ones hanging at her teats[.] (C)
She looked so odd and so grotesque to me (D)
I ran and wondered what the thing could be (D)
And pushed the knapweed bunches where I stood [.] (E)
When the mouse hurried from the crawling brood (E)
The young ones squeaked and when I went away (A)
She found her nest again among the hay[.] (A)
The water o’er the pebbles scarce could run (F)
And broad old cesspools glittered in the sun[.] (F)
And progged it as I passed and went away (A)
And when I looked I fancied something stirred (B)
And turned again and hoped to catch the bird (B)
When out an old mouse bolted in the wheat (C)
With all her young ones hanging at her teats[.] (C)
She looked so odd and so grotesque to me (D)
I ran and wondered what the thing could be (D)
And pushed the knapweed bunches where I stood [.] (E)
When the mouse hurried from the crawling brood (E)
The young ones squeaked and when I went away (A)
She found her nest again among the hay[.] (A)
The water o’er the pebbles scarce could run (F)
And broad old cesspools glittered in the sun[.] (F)
Written between 1832 and 1837
When reading John Clare’s “The Mouse’s
Nest” for the first time, it can be said that it’s a simple pleasant sounding poem
rhythmically describing the speaker’s encounter with a mouse and her babies in their
nest made of grass. You can take this poem just as it is or you can read into
it even further. When taking the poem apart piece by piece you may be surprised
at how much you will find in such a seemingly simplistic poem, which makes the
piece even more impressive. I have found a few instances of evidence that would
point to this poem being much more than what it looks to be. A simple
description of seeing a mouse in the hay turns into a masterpiece in which
describes a phenomenon we all participate in on a daily basis: changing,
learning and discovering the natural world that surrounds us by merely observing
with curious eyes and hands.
The last lines were very peculiar to
me in my first reading, after analyzing them they became the leading clues to
breaking down the poem:
The water o’er the pebbles
scarce could run
And broad old cesspools
glittered in the sun
(13-14)
These last lines are very different
from the rest of the poem, almost out of place by how swift and out of nowhere
they are introduced. This quick transition will later play a huge importance in
the meaning of the poem. What I first wanted to point out was Clare’s word
choice. The way he describes the cesspools as “glittering” really stuck out to
me. Cesspools can be defined as tanks or wells that gather sewage, so why would
he describe them as glittering? This insignificant instance is most certainly
not insignificant at all. Clare used the word for a reason, which proves there
is meaning and a point to adding these last two lines. In reality, one would
not notice nor think about how a cesspool looks in the sun. I think that Clare
is trying to say something with these two lines all on their own. The water and
the pebbles described in line thirteen are natural elements, while the cesspool
is a man-made element. Together they have some sense of unification. Perhaps
Clare is trying to show a possibility of the natural and urban world being able
to live together in a beautiful manner.
Moving on from the glittering cesspool’s
I started looking closer into the poem and found more word choices that assist
the theory that this poem is complex.
And progged it as I passed and
went away
And when I looked I fancied
something stirred
And turned again and hoped to
catch the bird
(3-5)
As Clare writes, he finds a ball of
grass among the hay (1), so he “progged” it. To prog can be defined as to
search or forage. Clare is showing that he is curious about the mouse’s nest,
curious enough to stop whatever he was doing, observe, and investigate it, and
then later write a poem about it. This instance certainly left a mark on Clare.
He “fancied” when it stirred, which shows that he was surprised and almost
excited by curiosity to see more, which is proven by the last line. Throughout
the rest of the poem he backs up his curiosity as he describes discovering what
was hidden in the nest, the mouse and her babies, and then observing the mouse
run from her nest and returning to her nest after he had walked away.
After all of the observations the
last two lines are introduced, and this is how they are linked with the rest of
the poem. Clare is definitely trying to show a sense of moving on in his poem. Every
day we and the natural world interact, something as little and simple as searching
through a mouse nest and then observing the disturbed mouse run from his home
and then back is an interaction with nature. When we observe we change the
world around us, and as we change we are also passing through and continuing on
with our own lives. The description of the interaction with the mouse
symbolizes the relationship we share with the natural world while the final
lines symbolize moving past that interact to a new one in which also shows a
change in perception of the surroundings when Clare is moving forward.
Clare turns a simple instance in
life into an intimate moment by observing, learning, and loving the natural
world around him. If you cannot see this through just the poem itself it is
proven through the poems structure. As you can see above the poem is in iambic
pentameter and the poem has fourteen lines. This is a traditional sonnet. One
would have some sort of loving connection with the circumstances to want to
structure the poem into a complex sonnet form. This shows that Clare was
thinking about what he was doing, that there is a loving connection with the
natural world even if we don’t notice it at first.
In conclusion Clare has transformed simplicity
into complexity. He opens us up to the natural world and our relationship to
it, how everything we do has some sort of change to our world. I feel that
Clare wants to see men, animals, urban, and natural elements live together in a
unified and structured way.
I am so glad you commented on this poem, Ally. I was struck by how much the class responded to it. I think your reading of complexity in simplicity might offer one explanation.
ReplyDeleteThe final couplet is of course the key to some level of meaning beyond the relation of a pastoral event. Look at Claire's choice of words. 'The water o'er the pebbles scarce could run/And broad old cesspools cluttered in the sun.'
ReplyDeleteIt seems to me the thirteenth line implies that the poet is struck by a thought or feeling that has made time stand still for him. A thought or feeling that is dark, perhaps depressing as glittering cesspools -- sewerage pits -- in line fourteen reek of corruption and decay.
I've wondered about the meaning of this couplet since first reading the poem. I believe it has a strong metaphysical element, its obscurity notwithstanding.
I'd be interested in commentary on this line of interpretation.