Read the poem. The Whippoorwill
by Madison Julius Cawein

I.

Above lone woodland ways that led
To dells the stealthy twilights tread
The west was hot geranium red;
And still, and still,
Along old lanes the locusts sow
With clustered pearls the Maytimes know,
Deep in the crimson afterglow,
We heard the homeward cattle low,
And then the far-off, far-off woe
Of "whippoorwill!" of "whippoorwill!"

II.

Beneath the idle beechen boughs
We heard the far bells of the cows
Come slowly jangling towards the house;
And still, and still,
Beyond the light that would not die
Out of the scarlet-haunted sky;
Beyond the evening-star's white eye
Of glittering chalcedony,
Drained out of dusk the plaintive cry
Of "whippoorwill," of "whippoorwill."

III.

And in the city oft, when swims
The pale moon o'er the smoke that dims
Its disc, I dream of wildwood limbs;
And still, and still,
I seem to hear, where shadows grope
Mid ferns and flowers that dewdrops rope,
Lost in faint deeps of heliotrope
Above the clover-sweetened slope,
Retreat, despairing, past all hope,
The whippoorwill, the whippoorwill.

Whippoorwill - a nocturnal bird with a distinctive call that is suggestive of its name

Question 1
Part A

What is a theme of “The Whippoorwill?

People sometimes long for what they cannot have.

In order to move forward, people must leave the past behind.

Nature soothes the heart and calms the mind.

There is a balance between nature and the city.
Question 2
Part B

How does the theme in Part A develop in the poem?

The woeful sound of the whippoorwill echos the despair the speaker feels living in the city.

The speaker thinks he hears the sound of the whippoorwill while walking in the city.

The city sky is filled with cloudy, gray smoke and it makes the speaker feel sad that the moon is hidden.

The speaker recalls his fondest memories of nature while living in the city.