what is the central idea of poem night of the scorpion
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↗ The theme of the poem "The Night of the Scorpion" is the effort of the father and the peasants to save the mother from the effect of the poison of scorpion.
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critical appreciation of night of the scorpion
I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
to crawl beneath a sack of rice.
Parting with his poison – flash
of diabolic tail in the dark room –
he risked the rain again.
The peasants came like swarms of flies
and buzzed the name of God a hundred times
to paralyses the Evil One.
With candles and with lanterns
throwing giant scorpion shadows
on the mud-baked walls
they searched for him: he was not found.
They clicked their tongues.
With every movement that the scorpion made his poison moved in Mother’s blood, they said.
May he sit still, they said
May the sins of your previous birth
be burned away tonight, they said.
May your suffering decrease
the misfortunes of your next birth, they said.
May the sum of all evil
balanced in this unreal world
against the sum of good
become diminished by your pain.
May the poison purify your flesh
of desire, and your spirit of ambition,
they said, and they sat around
on the floor with my mother in the center,
the peace of understanding on each face.
More candles, more lanterns, more neighbors,
more insects, and the endless rain.
My mother twisted through and through,
groaning on a mat.
My father, skeptic, rationalist,
trying every curse and blessing,
powder, mixture, herb and hybrid.
He even poured a little paraffin
upon the bitten toe and put a match to it.
I watched the flame feeding on my mother.
I watched the holy man perform his rites to tame the poison with an incantation.
After twenty hours
it lost its sting.
My mother only said
Thank God the scorpion picked on me
And spared my children.
Critical Appreciation
The poem “Night of the Scorpion” is perhaps the most popular and most admired poem of Ezekiel. It depicts a common situation in rural India and juxtaposes the opposites for ironic contrasts which make it more effective. The poem is written in free verse. The poem is the replay of a very touching scene in which the poet witnesses his own home many years ago when he was a child.
It had been raining hard for more than ten hours. A scorpion, in its attempt to escape the fury of the rain, enters the poet’s home and finds a safe shelter beneath a sack of rice. The instinct for survival had forced the poisonous creature to seek safer shelter. The room was dark and as the mother tried to get some rice from the sack, the creature flashed its diabolic tail and stung the mother discharging all its poison.