Poetry · Chapter
The Wind and the Moon explained
A poetic narrative in which the Wind repeatedly tries to blow out the Moon, only to find the Moon reappearing and growing back each time, ultimately revealing the Moon's serene indifference to the Wind's blustering efforts.
What happens
A poetic narrative in which the Wind repeatedly tries to blow out the Moon, only to find the Moon reappearing and growing back each time, ultimately revealing the Moon's serene indifference to the Wind's blustering efforts.
Themes in this chapter
Nature as Divine Revelation
The Moon's serene and indomitable light reflects a divine, unchanging order beyond human or elemental interference.
Suffering and Purification
The Wind's futile attempts to destroy the Moon can be seen as a struggle that ultimately purifies and strengthens the Moon's presence.
Characters to notice
Key passages
“Said the Wind to the Moon, “I will blow you out! You stare In the air As if crying “Beware,” Always looking what I am about: I hate to be watched; I will blow you out!””
The Wind threatens to extinguish the Moon, feeling annoyed by its constant watchful presence.
The Wind's opening declaration establishes the conflict and its motivation of irritation.
“The Wind blew hard, and the Moon grew slim. “With my sledge And my wedge I have knocked off her edge! I will blow,” said the Wind, “right fierce and grim, And the creature will soon be slimmer than slim!””
The Wind blows forcefully, causing the Moon to wane, and boasts about diminishing it further.
The Wind's pride and aggression are highlighted as it perceives its power over the Moon's shape.
“Slowly she grew—till she filled the night, And shone On her throne In the sky alone A matchless, wonderful, silvery light, Radiant and lovely, the queen of the night.”
The Moon gradually returns to its full, radiant glory, reigning supreme in the night sky.
The Moon's restoration emphasizes its enduring beauty and authority, contrasting with the Wind's futile efforts.
“But the Moon she knew nought of the silly affair; For, high In the sky With her one white eye, Motionless miles above the air, She never had heard the great Wind blare.”
The Moon remains completely unaware of the Wind's attempts, existing serenely far above the commotion.
The final stanza underscores the Moon's transcendence and the Wind's irrelevance.