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                                                  The Wild Iris
                                                                      communicate its experience. That voice appears in the form of a
                        SUMMARY                                       “great fountain”—the iris’s gorgeous deep-blue flower—and in
                                                                      the form of this very poem! Dying is what allows the iris to
When my suffering was over, I came to a door.
                                                                      blossom again, and its blossoming is itself a “voice” of
Listen to me: I remember going through the experience you call        consolation to people who haven’t yet died, assuring them that
"death."                                                              death is only one stage of life.
Up above me, I could hear little noises, like the sound of the        The fear, darkness, and silence of death, this poem thus
pine trees moving in the wind. Then, there was nothing. Faint         suggests, are just a prelude to a mysterious flowering, a stage
sunlight moved over the dried-out dirt.                               on the journey toward a beautiful resurrection. People, this iris
It's an awful thing to still be conscious while you're buried         suggests, can thus meet “that which [they] fear” with patience
underground.                                                          and courage, knowing that the terrifying darkness of death (or
Then my suffering ended: the part of death you're afraid of,          perhaps even the darkness of experiences that echo death, like
being speechless but still conscious, stopped all of a sudden. I      a deep depression) is never permanent.
felt the tough ground around me starting to give, and I got the
impression that there were little birds moving around in the           Where this theme appears in the poem:
nearby bushes.                                                         • Lines 1-23
Listen, you people who don't remember what it's like to come
back from the dead: I'm telling you, I could talk again. Whatever
comes back from death and nothingness discovers that it has a
new ability to speak.
                                                                                  LINE-BY
                                                                                  LINE-BY-LINE
                                                                                         -LINE ANAL
                                                                                               ANALYSIS
                                                                                                   YSIS
From right at the heart of my being, a huge fountain-like             LINES 1-4
blossom shot up: as richly blue as a shadow on the waters of            At the end ...
the sea.                                                                ... I remember.
                                                                      "The Wild Iris" begins with some bold claims, told in a
                          THEMES                                      mysterious first-person voice: a voice that claims to have died,
                                                                      and lived to tell the tale.
                                                                      Not only has this speaker died and returned to life, they really,
          DEATH, REBIRTH, AND
                                                                      really want the reader to hear their story and to believe it.
          TRANSFORMATION                                              Listen to the urgency of the caesur
                                                                                                   caesuraa and the enjambment in
           In “The Wild Iris,” a personified iris assures its human   lines 3-4:
readers that death isn’t the end of life: in fact, death is just a
step in a mysterious transformation. Recounting its own                    Hear me out: || that which you call death
experience of dying—and then being reborn with a whole new                 I remember.
“voice”—the iris discovers that, while death is frightening, it’s
also not infinite. In this poem, enduring the pain and fear of        That mid-line colon feels insistent, asking the reader to stop
death is only the prelude to rebirth in a new and beautiful form.     and really listen. Then, the enjambment sets off the strange
Recounting its own experiences death and resurrection, the iris       idea that this speaker can "remember" their own death, giving
observes that “what you call death” isn’t an ending: it’s really      this powerful declaration a whole line to itself.
only a dark passage that leads to “a door.” In dying, the iris        Already, then, the reader has the sense that this speaker is
indeed encounters “nothing” and “oblivion,” but after it’s            someone who's been through an astonishing experience. And
retborn, it can remember all that nothingness: its                    going through that experience has made them want to share it.
“consciousness” is never really gone, even when it’s buried,          This speaker wants to be heard, to communicate a powerful
frightened and alone in the ground. Death, in this iris’s view, is    message: death isn't the end.
really just a stage of life. It’s not an ending, but a process.
                                                                      Take a look at the metaphor in the poem's very first lines:
And the process of death carries the iris through to a new life
with new powers. Having spent time in the “other world” of                 At the end of my suffering
death, the iris emerges with a new “voice”: an ability to                  there was a door
                                                                                       door.
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If there's a "door" at the end of suffering, then suffering itself    "dark earth." This, the iris says, is just as "terrible" as one would
isn't an infinite void, or a devouring monster. Instead, it's         expect.
something more like a dark hallway: a difficult passage to            In other words: to this iris, encountering "nothing"—death
navigate, but still a passage, a thing that takes people from one     itself—is, par
                                                                                 parado
                                                                                    adoxically
                                                                                        xically, something one suffers consciously.
place to another.                                                     Death, in the iris's experience, isn't just emptiness or void. It's a
And the way these two first stanzas mirror each other—each is         void that one has to helplessly experience. That survival is
only two lines long, and each is a single enjambed                    "terrible" not just in the sense of "really unpleasant," but in the
sentence—suggests that the speaker's "suffering" and their            sense of "inspiring terror and awe." It's a confrontation with
"death" are one and the same. Death isn't pure oblivion, but a        something frightening beyond comprehension.
painful passage—a trial, not an ending.                               Around this point, the reader might begin to get the sense that
In other words: to this speaker, pain and death aren't terrible       there's something metaphorical going on here. You don't have
and irreversible fates. They're part of an ongoing journey.           to die to endure a seemingly endless nothingness: you need
                                                                      only feel deep despair, an experience that plenty of people have
LINES 5-7                                                             while they're very much alive.
  Overhead, noises, branches ...                                      Perhaps, then, this iris's experience isn't just about literal death.
  ... the dry surface.                                                Perhaps it's about the kind of living death that plenty of people
In the third stanza, the reader starts to get the sense that this     pass through: the kind of "dark" times that feel like they'll never
resurrected speaker is none other than the "Wild Iris" of the         end.
title—a personified flower. The poem starts to look at the world      But again, there's a swelling undercurrent of mysterious
from an iris's-eye view as the speaker recounts their own             anticipation in these lines. The iris might have been "buried in
remembered death.                                                     the dark earth," but it also "survive[d]"—as those first lines of
Take a look at how readers get to experience the world from           the poem insisted. Where there's survival, there's hope. And
the iris's perspective in line 5:                                     flowers are an ancient symbol of just that: no matter how dark
                                                                      the winter was, the flowers always come back in the spring.
     Overhead, noises
               noises, br
                       branches
                         anches of the pine shifting
                                            shifting.
                                                                      LINES 11-15
Here, the speaker notices the sounds of the "shifting" branches,        Then it was ...
not of a pine tree, but of the pine tree—the one and only pine          ... in low shrubs.
tree this speaker knows. This is a speaker who is firmly (and         The iris's ordeal in the "dark earth" ends as suddenly as it
literally!) planted in one place. And it has a strong sensory         began: all at once, it feels the "stiff earth" bending around it,
experience of that place: this line's seamless asyndeton
                                                 asyndeton, and the   and can again perceive the world around it, noticing "birds
onomatopoeic sounds of "sh   shift
                                fting," evoke the gentle,             darting in low shrubs."
continuous shuffle of branches in the breeze.
                                                                      Lines 5-15 form a chiasmus
                                                                                           chiasmus, repeating ideas in reverse. First,
But all that steady, vivid motion comes to a sudden end in the        the iris notices the sounds and movements of nature around it
next line: all of a sudden, there's just "nothing." Or—not quite      (line 5), then the "dry surface" of the earth (lines 6-7). It's
nothing! The speaker still has a sense of the "weak sun" as it        trapped in the dark underground for a time (lines 8-9). Then it
flickers on the "dry surface" of the earth around it. But that        emerges through that "stiff earth" (lines 13-14) and
weakness and dryness suggest that the iris is shrinking back,         experiences the sounds and movements of nature again (lines
withering, and shriveling.                                            14-15)!
Even as the iris shrivels and fades to "nothing," though, the         The shape of these ideas suggests that the whole process of
shape of the poem presents another take on the story. The first       death and rebirth the iris has just endured is not a one-time
two stanzas were only two lines long; this stanza uses three          thing, but a cycle, a rhythmic natural process that repeats and
lines. The iris might be fading, but something new is growing.        repeats. The part that people are used to thinking of as the
There's an undercurrent of hope already perceptible in this           hard end—death itself—is just a period of "surviv[al]" in the
free-v
free-verse
       erse poem's changing shape.                                    "dark earth," a waiting time.
LINES 8-10                                                            What's more, it doesn't just apply to plants! Again, the iris
                                                                      reaches out to the reader directly here:
  It is terrible ...
  ... the dark earth.
                                                                           Then it was over: that which you fear, being
In this stanza, the iris confronts a fear that feels deeply human:         a soul and unable
the idea of being buried alive, helpless and "conscious[]" in the          to speak, ending abruptly, [...]
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There's something telling in the iris's idea of "that which           "Return[ing] from oblivion," this iris "finds a voice" with which it
[people] fear." "Being a soul and unable to speak," the iris          can speak the words of this very poem.
suggests, is what's really terrifying about death—being a
conscious self, but not able to communicate. While that might         LINES 21-23
be a broad human fear in general, it also sounds like a writer's        from the center ...
fear in particular: it sounds here as if the iris might be speaking     ... on azure seawater.
to the author of this poem as much as anyone.                         In the final stanza of this poem, the iris describes its new
Again, this hints that the death and rebirth here might be            "voice": a voice that is a flower and a fountain all at once.
metaphorical as well as literal. Perhaps one feature of a writer's    Take a look at the rich metaphor at the heart of these closing
darkest days is an inability to "speak" through poetry itself. And    lines:
the idea of restored speech is only going to become more
important in the next stanza.                                              from the center of my life came
                                                                           a great fountain
                                                                                   fountain, deep blue
LINES 16-20
                                                                           shadows on azure seawater.
  You who do ...
  ... find a voice:                                                   On the one hand, this "great fountain" is just a lovely image of
In this stanza, the iris's voice becomes more and more                an iris's petals
                                                                                petals: deep blue on deeper blue, shooting up like jets
urgent—and makes bigger and bigger claims. Addressing the             of water. But those petals are also the iris's voice. And now that
reader directly again, the iris speaks to "you who do not             the iris is reborn, that voice is flowing freely.
remember / passage from the other world," a line that suggests        Not only does the iris's voice run like a fountain, it seems to
that everyone has gone through a rebirth like the one the iris        feed a whole ocean of "azure seawater"—an image that
has emerged from. This isn't just a flower thing, in other words:     broadens far out from the iris's earlier little world of "the pine"
this is a process common to all life. And it's a process that it's    and "birds darting in low shrubs." Now that it's been through its
apparently pretty easy to forget about after you've gone              ordeal in the "dark earth," this iris seems to have found a voice
through it!                                                           as infinite and deep as the sea. And it comes right from the
This process also seems to be closely connected with the ability      "center of [the iris's] life," the deepest place in its heart.
to "speak." Coming back from "oblivion," the iris declares, means     This personified iris, then, is here to share a message of deep
finding a new "voice."                                                hope, consolation, and joy with the "you" it so urgently speaks
Here again, there's a sense that this iris has something to say to    to all through this poem. The fearful, claustrophobic darkness
people—like poets!—who especially long to communicate. A              of death—or of despair that feels as deep as death—isn't an
deathly period of mute despair, this iris seems to say, doesn't       ending, but part of a journey to a new life, richer than one can
mean losing one's voice forever, being trapped in eternal             even imagine before one has passed through the darkness.
"oblivion." It means that one is heading toward a "door"—the          (And perhaps this is especially true for the poet who wants to
threshold of a whole new way of speaking. That's pretty easy to       give "voice" to the agony and beauty of this endless process.)
forget when one is "buried." But this iris's own urgent voice is      Here at the end of the poem, changing stanza length gives
evidence of exactly the point it's making.                            readers another reminder that this cycle of death and
Take a look at the way this stanza supports those ideas               resurrection just keeps going. Up until now, the stanzas have
organically with repetition and enjambments
                                enjambments:                          been steadily expanding, from two lines to three to five. In the
                                                                      final lines, even as the iris comes into full bloom, the size of the
     I tell you I could speak again: whatever                         stanza shrinks back to three lines again. But perhaps, this time
     returns from oblivion returns                                    around, the iris will find its time underground less
     to find a voice:                                                 "terrible"—knowing that there will be a "door" at the end.
The enjambments in this long sentence create a line that
returns to the word "returns"! That diacope suggests that this                                   SYMBOLS
cycle of death and rebirth—and losing and finding one's
voice—happens over and over again. Nothing goes to "oblivion"                    THE IRIS
without "return[ing]" to the same place it started from—and
                                                                                 This poem's iris doesn't just talk about rebirth—it
bringing a new voice with it.
                                                                                 symbolizes rebirth. Because they're some of the first
Rebirth, in this poem's eyes, is thus both a way of going right       plants to pop up in spring after the long dark winter, flowers are
back to the beginning again, and a way of transforming.               an ancient symbol of new life and resurrection. This iris seems
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to die, but, really, it's only waiting for its time to come to life
                                                                          Where P
                                                                                Personification
                                                                                  ersonification appears in the poem:
again. That, this poem suggests, is how all life works: death isn't
the end of life, it's just another stage of life.                         • Lines 1-4: “At the end of my suffering / there was a door.
The iris may also symbolize people's inner lives, which similarly           / Hear me out: that which you call death / I remember.”
move through cycles of light and dark, joy and sorrow. Even in a          • Lines 8-10: “It is terrible to survive / as consciousness /
frightening or empty-feeling part of life, this iris's symbolism            buried in the dark earth.”
suggests, people can take courage in the thought that they'll             • Lines 14-15: “And what I took to be / birds darting in low
                                                                            shrubs.”
one day "bloom" again.
                                                                          • Line 18: “I tell you I could speak again:”
                                                                          • Lines 21-22: “from the center of my life came / a great
 Where this symbol appears in the poem:                                     fountain,”
 • Lines 1-23
                                                                         IMAGERY
                                                                         The poem's imagery grounds its ideas in the senses, making the
                   POETIC DEVICES                                        iris's experience of death and rebirth feel immediate and vivid.
                                                                         The imagery here gives readers an iris's-eye view of nature.
PERSONIFICATION                                                          Planted in one spot, the iris has a pretty small world—but it
Personification allows this poem's iris to speak directly to the         experiences that world intensely. For instance, take a look at
reader, and hints that the flower's rebirth might also be an             lines 5-7, where the iris describes its surroundings at the
image of something that happens to humans.                               moment of its death:
This iris talks to its readers in the first person, remembering its
experience of death and resurrection with a lot of detail and                 Overhead, noises, brbranches
                                                                                                    anches of the pine shifting
                                                                                                                       shifting.
feeling. "It is terrible," it recalls, to be a "consciousness / buried        Then nothing. The weak sun
in the dark earth." Moments like this make this poem work                     flick
                                                                              flickered
                                                                                   ered o
                                                                                        ovver the dry surface
                                                                                                      surface.
differently than other poems that use flowers as a symbol of
rebirth. It's one thing for a poet to look at a flower and think,        Here, the iris experiences its world not just through visual
"How hopeful, flowers always come back in the spring!" It's              images, but through sound and touch. The word "shifting" feels
quite another to imagine going through the harrowing,                    almost onomatopoeic
                                                                                onomatopoeic, its gentle /sh/ and /ft/ sounds echoing
frightening experience of death while still "conscious[]," on the        the sound of moving branches. And the "weak," "flicker[ing]"
way to the spring. By allowing the iris to speak of its ordeal,          sun on the "dry surface" of the ground evokes not just the iris's
personification allows the poem to explore the real terror and           tangible surroundings, but its feelings as it finds itself becoming
pain of undergoing a rebirth.                                            "nothing": the whole world seems to have wilted and shriveled
                                                                         around it.
The iris's personification also suggests that people go through
similar cycles of flowering and death, over and over. That might         Images like this come back in reverse when the iris gets reborn:
be true in a metaphorical sense: people endure grim periods of           here, the "stiff earth" begins to "bend[] a little," and the iris
despair, feeling like they're "buried in the dark earth," only to        notices birds in the "low shrubs." Now, there's a movement
emerge into the sunlight again. But perhaps this iris even offers        from the physical feeling of the dirt to the sight of birds in
hope that this is literally true: that death isn't the end, just a       bushes—a change that suggests the iris is poking a shoot
stage in an ongoing process of life.                                     through the crust of the earth and into the outside world again.
Readers might even interpret this personified iris as the voice          But perhaps the most memorable image in this poem comes
of the poet herself! When the iris talks to the reader, it seems         right at the end in lines 21-23, when the iris feels " a great
to know that what the reader "fear[s]" is being conscious but            fountain" shooting up from "the center of [its] life." This
mute—being "a soul and unable / to speak." This fear of being            metaphor suggests both the iris's blossoming and the new
unable to speak might suggest a particularly poetic difficulty:          "voice" that it's found to tell its tale. Take a look at the intensity
the feeling of going through a period so dark that it's impossible       of this vision:
even to write. The personified iris might speak for a poet who
has suffered, but emerged to find her "voice"—a voice she'll use              from the center of my life came
to share what she's discovered about life and death.                          a great fountain, deep blue
                                                                              shadows on azure sea
                                                                                                 seawater
                                                                                                    water.
Personification thus makes the iris's experience seem deeply
human.
                                                                         The image of "deep blue / shadows on azure seawater" at once
                                                                         evokes the deep, varied blues of an iris's petals and transports
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the iris—and the reader—to a whole different world. In                 "voice" that those who "return[] from oblivion" can hope to
returning from the dead, the iris hasn't just found a bloom and a      gain: this iris, after all, can tell its readers what it discovered
voice: it's transcended the limits of its little plot of ground, and   underground.
now speaks of the waters of an endless "sea[]" it can never have       The poem's metaphors thus make the poem's central ideas
seen.                                                                  about death and resurrection feel rich and tangible, allowing
The poem's imagery thus gives readers an intense sense of the          readers to imagine these mysteries through their senses.
iris's experience—both physical and spiritual.
                                                                        Where Metaphor appears in the poem:
 Where Imagery appears in the poem:
                                                                        • Lines 1-2: “At the end of my suffering / there was a door.”
 • Lines 5-7: “noises, branches of the pine shifting. / Then            • Lines 21-23: “from the center of my life came / a great
   nothing. The weak sun / flickered over the dry surface.”               fountain, deep blue / shadows on azure seawater.”
 • Line 10: “buried in the dark earth.”
 • Lines 13-15: “the stiff earth / bending a little. And what I        ASYNDETON
   took to be / birds darting in low shrubs.”
                                                                       The poem's asyndeton helps to evoke movement and change.
 • Lines 21-23: “from the center of my life came / a great
                                                                       For instance, take a look at what asyndeton does in lines 5-6:
   fountain, deep blue / shadows on azure seawater.”
                                                                            Ov
                                                                            Overhead,
                                                                               erhead, noises, br
                                                                                                branches
                                                                                                  anches of the pine shifting.
METAPHOR                                                                    Then nothing. [...]
The powerful metaphors that appear at the beginning and end
of this poem evoke the iris's transformative rebirth.                  Joining these words together with continuous commas, the
The first of these metaphors appears in the poem's first short         poem suggests the constant "shifting" of those branches in the
stanza:                                                                wind—a ceaseless background noise that comes to a sudden
                                                                       halt when the "nothing[ness]" of death puts in its startling
     At the end of my suffering                                        appearance.
     there was a door
                 door.                                                 Asyndeton appears again when new life arrives just as
                                                                       "abruptly" as death did:
This "door" is a metaphor for a hard-to-describe mystery: the
passage from the world of death into the world of life. Putting a           Then it was over: that which you fear  fear,, being
"door" at the end of "suffering," the iris makes its pain and fear          a soul and unable
seem like a tunnel or a hallway—a necessary passage between                 to speak, ending abruptly
                                                                                                abruptly,, the stiff earth
one place and the next, rather than, say, an enveloping cloud or            bending a little. [...]
devouring monster. This hopeful "door" sets up one of the
poem's biggest ideas right from the start: the pain and fear of        Here, all those clauses joined together with commas create a
death, or of deathlike despair, is part of a process, not a            feeling of sudden movement, like the iris's shoot climbing
dreadful doom.                                                         upward toward the light.
That hopeful idea blossoms (literally) in the last stanza, when        And that sense of growth and upward-shooting motion gets
the iris bursts into bloom. Take a look at the metaphor the iris       even stronger in the asyndeton of the last stanza:
uses to describe its flowering:
                                                                            from the center of my life came
     from the center of my life came                                        a great fountain, deep blue
     a great fountain
             fountain, deep blue                                            shadows on azure seawater.
     shadows on azure sea
                        seawater
                           water..
                                                                       Here, the swift, continuous feeling of asyndeton moves just like
Imagining its petals as a "great fountain" throwing its shadow         the swift, continuous "fountain" of the iris's petals.
on "azure" waters, the iris evokes the sheer overflowing
                                                                       All across the poem, then, asyndeton evokes ongoing, ceaseless
freedom and liberation of its new life after death. Not only has
                                                                       movement, mirroring the poem's central idea: death isn't an
it become a fountain, it's a fountain that seems to feed the vast
                                                                       ending, just a part of a natural process of perpetual motion.
"sea[]" itself, an image of new expansiveness and depth that
suggests the iris hasn't just come back to life: it has truly
transformed into a richer and wiser creature through its pain.          Where Asyndeton appears in the poem:
And this fountain-like blossoming is also a metaphor for the            • Line 5: “Overhead, noises, branches of the pine shifting.”
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 • Lines 11-14: “that which you fear, being / a soul and             •   Lines 1-2: “suffering / there”
   unable / to speak, ending abruptly, the stiff earth /             •   Lines 3-4: “death / I”
   bending a little.”                                                •   Lines 6-7: “sun / flickered”
 • Lines 22-23: “a great fountain, deep blue / shadows on            •   Lines 8-9: “survive / as”
   azure seawater.”                                                  •   Lines 9-10: “consciousness / buried”
                                                                     •   Lines 11-12: “being / a”
ENJAMBMENT                                                           •   Lines 12-13: “unable / to”
                                                                     •   Lines 13-14: “earth / bending”
The many enjambments in "The Wild Iris" do two different
                                                                     •   Lines 14-15: “be / birds”
things at once: they create a sense of seamless, ongoing
                                                                     •   Lines 16-17: “remember / passage”
movement and also create surprising pauses in the poem's
                                                                     •   Lines 18-19: “whatever / returns”
rhythm. Both the motion and the surprises fit right into the
                                                                     •   Lines 19-20: “returns / to”
poem's mood, evoking both the ceaseless circle of life and the
                                                                     •   Lines 21-22: “came / a”
shock and wonder of being part of that circle.
                                                                     •   Lines 22-23: “blue / shadows”
For instance, take a look at the powerful enjambments in the
first two stanzas:                                                  CAESURA
                                                                    The poem's caesur
                                                                                  caesurae
                                                                                        ae create meaningful pauses, evoking both
     At the end of my suffering
                                                                    the iris's experience of death and rebirth and its intensity as it
     there was a door.
                                                                    shares what it has learned.
     Hear me out: that which you call death
     I remember.                                                    For instance, take a look at the strong caesura in line 3:
In both of these short two-line stanzas, enjambment breaks up            Hear me out: || that which you call death
a single sentence into a setup and payoff:                               I remember.
        • In the first stanza, the poem sets readers up with a      That mid-line colon only emphasizes the iris's insistent "Hear
          sense that something's on its way, after "the end" of     me out": it's clearly really important to this iris that the reader
          its "suffering"—and then gives that something, a          appreciate the importance of what it's about to say.
          metaphorical "door," a line to itself. Putting that       And almost that exact same effect turns up again in line 18:
          mysterious image alone gives readers a moment to
          sit with it, imagining what such a "door" might be like        I tell you I could speak again: || whate
                                                                                                            whatevver
          or mean.                                                       returns from oblivion returns
        • Then, in the second stanza, the poem plays the same            to find a voice:
          trick again, only even more intensely: this time, it's
          the powerful, surprising idea of "remember[ing]"
                                                                    Once more, the iris's voice sounds urgent as it addresses the
          death that gets its own line.
                                                                    reader directly: "I tell you I could speak again." Here, the pause
                                                                    of the caesura leaves the reader sitting with that idea for a
Here, then, these enjambments let the poem present strange
                                                                    moment before encountering the iris's deeper point: that
(and even impossible-sounding) ideas with an extra little burst
                                                                    resurrection also confers a new voice, a new power to speak.
of surprise.
                                                                    Caesurae also evoke the iris's experiences as it undergoes
But enjambments can also create a feeling of onward flow, as
                                                                    death and rebirth:
they do in the poem's final stanza:
                                                                         Ov
                                                                         Overhead,
                                                                            erhead, || noises, || br
                                                                                                  branches
                                                                                                    anches of the pine shifting.
     from the center of my life came
                                                                         Then nothing. || The weak sun
     a great fountain, deep blue
     shadows on azure seawater.
                                                                    Here, the poem's caesurae change from the steady, continuous
                                                                    movement of commas to the sudden abrupt halt of a mid-line
These lines run as continuously as the metaphorical "fountain"
                                                                    period—mirroring the iris's passage from the ongoing motion of
of the iris's petals.
                                                                    life to the stillness of death.
 Where Enjambment appears in the poem:
                                                                     Where Caesur
                                                                           Caesuraa appears in the poem:
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                                                                      regular rh
                                                                              rhyme
                                                                                 yme scheme or meter
                                                                                               meter. Its ever-changing, varied lines
 •   Line 3: “out: that”                                              are broken up into seven stanzas of all different lengths.
 •   Line 5: “Overhead, noises, branches”                             But there's a subtle pattern within those differing stanzas. The
 •   Line 6: “nothing. The”                                           poem starts out with a couple of stanzas of only two lines, but
 •   Line 11: “over: that”
                                                                      then slowly swells: it gathers to stanzas of three lines, then five
 •   Line 13: “speak, ending abruptly, the”
                                                                      lines. Then, the very last stanza shrinks back to three lines
 •   Line 14: “little. And”
                                                                      again.
 •   Line 18: “again: whatever”
 •   Line 22: “fountain, deep”                                        This gradual process of growth and diminishment mirrors
                                                                      exactly what the poem is about: the cycle of death and rebirth.
REPETITION                                                            Even as this iris remembers how "terrible" it was to be buried
                                                                      underground in lines 8-10 ("It is terrible [...] dark earth"), the
"The Wild Iris" uses a single, meaningful moment of repetition        poem's lines are starting to swell up, like a bud getting ready to
(more specifically diacope
                   diacope) to describe what the iris has learned     send out a shoot. And in the final stanza, when the iris blooms in
from its rebirth.                                                     a "great fountain" of color, there's a sense of both triumph and
This moment turns up in lines 18-20:                                  peaking: the stanza length starts to shrink back again here,
                                                                      suggesting that the iris will again shrivel and die—and again be
     I tell you I could speak again: whatever                         reborn.
     returns from oblivion returns                                    This is one of the strengths of free verse! Rather than fitting
     to find a voice:                                                 her ideas into a particular form like the sonnet or the sestina,
                                                                      Glück here allows the shape of her poem to mirror its subject.
On one level, that repetition suggests that the iris is making a
big claim, a claim that applies to every single thing that dies and   METER
comes to life again: whatever comes back from the dead comes          "The Wild Iris" is written in free vverse
                                                                                                           erse, so it doesn't use a
back with a new power to speak and communicate.                       regular meter
                                                                              meter. The lack of a steady rhythm helps to give this
Also note how these words actually appear on the page. Not            poem an organic, free-flowing quality—appropriate for a poem
only is there diacope on the word "returns," but the lines            about the mysteries of life, death, and growth!
quoted above are also enjambed so that the word, well, returns,       Free verse also allows the poem to play with rhythms and line
appearing at both the beginning and end of line 19. That              lengths for effect. Take a look at the way that works in the
repetition—in which the beginning and end of the line consists        second stanza, for instance:
of exactly the same word—evokes the continuous, mysterious
process of life this iris describes. Life doesn't just return: it          Hear me out: that which you call death
"returns" and "returns," beginning and ending over and over.               I remember.
 Where Repetition appears in the poem:                                This is a pretty dramatic declaration, and the speaker uses line
                                                                      lengths to make it feel even more powerful. The first, long line
 • Lines 18-20: “whatever / returns from oblivion returns /
   to find a voice:”                                                  feels like a building drumroll: the iris even starts out by saying
                                                                      "Hear me out," letting readers know that something amazing
                                                                      (and maybe hard to believe) is coming. And when the iris finally
                                                                      drops that amazing idea—that it "remember[s]" death—it does
                     VOCABULARY                                       so in a line of just two words, so short and firm that it falls like
                                                                      the sudden crash of a cymbal.
Terrible (Lines 8-9) - Here, "terrible" doesn't just mean "really
bad," but terrifying and awe-inspiring.                               RHYME SCHEME
Oblivion (Lines 18-19) - Nothingness, obliteration, or complete       "The Wild Iris" is written in free vverse
                                                                                                           erse, which means it doesn't
forgetfulness.                                                        use a rh
                                                                            rhyme
                                                                               yme scheme
                                                                                   scheme. Instead, it creates its music through other
Azure (Lines 22-23) - A deep, rich, jewellike blue.                   patterns of sound.
                                                                      For instance, take a look at the subtle, varied assonance
                                                                                                                      assonance,
                                                                      consonance
                                                                      consonance, and sibilance in the poem's final stanza:
           FORM, METER, & RHYME
                                                                           from the center of myy liife caame
FORM                                                                       a grea
                                                                               eat fountain, deep blue
"The Wild Iris" is written in free vverse
                                     erse, meaning it has no               sh
                                                                           shadowss on azzure seawater.
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There are just a few dashes of similar sound here: the long /i/ of      Hades (the god of the underworld) kidnaps Persephone
"myy liife," the /ee/ of "caame / a grea
                                      eat." And the final line uses a   (daughter of the earth goddess Demeter), causing a deathly
spectrum of sibilance: the /sh/, /z/, and /s/ sounds here belong        winter to fall upon the world as Demeter mourns for her lost
to the same family, but don't match perfectly. These little grace       daughter. When Persephone returns to the world's surface to
notes give this passage a delicate music, highlighting the rich         visit her mother, spring comes. Glück's collection Averno (2006)
imagery of the fountain-like blossom.                                   centers on this myth, reflecting her enduring interest in the
                                                                        cycle of death and rebirth—and her sense of both the intense
                                                                        pain and the stunning beauty of that cycle.
                          SPEAKER                                       Glück published her first book in 1968, and remains an
The speaker of "The Wild Iris" is the titular iris itself: a plant      important and influential poet to this day: she served as the U.S.
that has seen some things. This iris has been through death and         Poet Laureate in 2003-04, and in 2020, she won the Nobel
returned to tell the tale. It remembers the terror of being             Prize for Literature.
buried in the darkness—but also the "door" at the end of its            HISTORICAL CONTEXT
ordeal. Emerging from the dark underground, it produces "a
great fountain," a metaphor for both its beautiful blue blossom         The Wild Iris, the collection this poem comes from, draws on
and the "voice" that speaks this very poem. This iris undergoes         Glück's own experiences as a writer and a gardener. The book
a real metamorphosis: surviving death makes it both wise and            follows a year in the life of a garden based on Glück's own
beautiful.                                                              Vermont backyard (though it could also be an every-garden, an
                                                                        archetypal place where humanity lives in harmony with
In some sense, this iris might be the poet herself: a person who
                                                                        nature—or tries to). And like plenty of poets before her, Glück
has gone through dark times only to emerge with a new "voice,"
                                                                        saw her garden as a mirror for a whole range of human
an ability to share what she's learned through her suffering.
                                                                        experiences.
                                                                        Glück's poetry often examines her inner life, and the iris's
                          SETTING                                       "terrible" period of "consciousness / buried in the dark earth"
                                                                        can be read as the words of an artist intimately familiar with
"The Wild Iris" is set outdoors, though whether in a wilderness         despair. This iris, like a deeply depressed person, endures the
or a garden is difficult to say. The iris itself doesn't seem to        terrifying feeling of being dead and alive at once—"conscious[]"
make distinctions like that! But it does take note of "the pine"        and thinking, but able to see only "oblivion."
over its head, the birds in the "low shrubs" around it, and the         Glück's own struggles with her mental health might have
exact texture of the "stiff earth" it's buried in.                      informed both the claustrophobic intensity of this iris's death
In other words, the setting of this poem is nature from a               and its eventual triumphant blossoming. Glück suffered from a
flower's-eye view. Planted in one spot, this iris sees the tree         severe case of anorexia as a young woman, and underwent
above it, not just as a pine, but as the pine, the singular tree it     years of therapy. But like this iris, she emerged "to find a voice":
knows. And it experiences different qualities of "flickering"           her suffering, too, gave birth to a "great fountain" of poetry.
sunlight and "dry" or "stiff" earth like a connoisseur. The iris's
world is both small and rich.
                                                                                         MORE RESOUR
                                                                                              RESOURCES
                                                                                                     CES
                         CONTEXT                                        EXTERNAL RESOURCES
                                                                         • A Brief Biogr
                                                                                    Biograph
                                                                                         aphyy — Learn more about Louise Glück's life
LITERARY CONTEXT                                                           and work at the Poetry Foundation.
The American poet Louise Glück first published "The Wild Iris"             (https:/
                                                                           (https://www
                                                                                   /www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/louise-gluck)
                                                                                         .poetryfoundation.org/poets/louise-gluck)
in a 1992 collection named after this very poem. The Wild Iris
                                                                         • Glück's Influence — Read an appreciation of Glück's work
explores some of Glück's favorite themes: divided into poems
                                                                           in the New Yorker. (https:/
                                                                                              (https://www
                                                                                                      /www.newy
                                                                                                          .newyork
                                                                                                                orker
                                                                                                                   er.com/books/
                                                                                                                     .com/books/
spoken by flowers, poems spoken by a gardener, and poems
                                                                           page-turner/louise-gluck-whisperer-of-the-seasons)
spoken by the voice of an omniscient God, the book looks at the
relationship between nature, humanity, and the divine. Glück             • Glück's Reception — Read about Glück's recent work and
won the 1993 Pulitzer Prize for this collection.                           honors (including the 2020 Nobel Prize for Literature).
                                                                           (https:/
                                                                           (https://www
                                                                                   /www.theguardian.com/books/2020/oct/15/she-
                                                                                        .theguardian.com/books/2020/oct/15/she-
Like the poetry of Alice Oswald and the short stories of Angela
                                                                           ne
                                                                           nevver-stops-making-demands-on-herself-how-us-poet-
Carter
Carter, Glück's poems often draw on mythology and folklore
                                                                           louise-gluck-won-the-nobel)
and their connections to the natural world. "The Wild Iris," for
instance, might be inflected by the Persephone myth, in which            • The P
                                                                               Poem
                                                                                 oem Aloud — Listen to Glück herself reading this
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    poem aloud. (https:/
                (https:///youtu.be/oRASORxulT
                           outu.be/oRASORxulTs)
                                             s)
                                                                                 HOW T
                                                                                     TO
                                                                                      O CITE
 • An Interview with Glück — Listen to an interview with
   Glück (conducted by the Irish novelist Colm Tóibín).
   (https:/
   (https://www
           /www..youtube.com/watch?v=S3kQGM_KhHQ
                  outube.com/watch?v=S3kQGM_KhHQ))         MLA
                                                           Nelson, Kristin. "The Wild Iris." LitCharts. LitCharts LLC, 11 May
LITCHARTS ON OTHER LOUISE GLÜCK POEMS                      2021. Web. 19 May 2021.
 • Gretel in Darkness
                                                           CHICAGO MANUAL
                                                           Nelson, Kristin. "The Wild Iris." LitCharts LLC, May 11, 2021.
                                                           Retrieved May 19, 2021. https://www.litcharts.com/poetry/
                                                           louise-gluck/the-wild-iris.
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