On my second reading of this poem I made a connection to Dr. Suess' book Oh, The Places You'll Go! In that book there is a place called the "waiting place" - which I take to be the mental or emotional space that one occupies at transition times in one's life. This poem captures something of the same idea.DWill wrote:Bishop isn't known for being autobiographical, and she isn't confessional, as her friend Robert Lowell came to be. But this poem seems to be autobiographical in the strictest way, with its focus on the plain facts of the moments in the waiting room. The poem tells of an epiphany the poet experienced, though it wasn't one of the joyful sort. Bishop presumably writes many years after this event, but she keeps her language appropriate to the thinking of a 7-year-old. It's interesting how the National Geographic might prepare her for the moment when she appears to realize that she is not just an "I"--Elizabeth--but is one of a larger group radiating out from her aunt, to whom she before felt no connection until her cry of pain, to humanity, represented by the strange people in National Geographic.
This is a blurb about the book from Wiki:
The story begins with the narrator, relating the decision of the unnamed protagonist (who represents the reader) to leave town. The protagonist travels through several geometrical and polychromatic landscapes and places, eventually encountering a place simply called "The Waiting Place", which is ominously addressed as being a place where everyone is always waiting for something to happen. It is implied that time does not pass in the Waiting Place.
Now for the question of being horrified by the picture of the African woman's breasts. Here are my thoughts. My guess is that photo in the National Geographic Magazine described in the poem was of a tribal woman with pendulous breasts. I remember sitting in an Anthropology class as a college student and seeing a photo of a tribal woman with very elongated breasts and feeling a little horrified. I think anyone would have some reaction to a photo like this, so I did not so read it as the young girl being horrified at the prospect of her own body's maturing. I read it as one of a series of photos in that magazine that edged the young girl toward realizing that there was a whole world beyond what her so far limited experience has allowed her to know. The fact that that photo is mentioned specifically by Bishop must signify something. I am thinking that because Bishop points out that girl is surrounded by adults in the waiting room and holds herself as seperate from them as a group that the realization is that she will become an adult and does in fact belong to that group or will some day. Being just shy of 7 the girl would not have the abiltiy to fully understand what being an adult means and based on the photographic evidence some women and maybe all woman have socking breasts and maybe there are other shocking things in the world.I wonder if the women's breasts are terrifying to her because she's a young girl and doesn't want to think of how her body will change. Another possibility in this poem is that she realizes both her own identity and her connection with others at the same time. Why it comes as such a shock I can't explain, unless before this point she was in the Piaget stage in which we naively assume we're the center of the world, and finding out we're not gives us a jolt.
Okay, I may have gone off the deep end - better go back are re-read the poem.
Wait, here is a question for you, DW or anyone else who might have an answer. In this line:
The waiting room
was full of grown-up people,
arctics and overcoats,
---any idea what is meant by arctics? And I also want to say, I like this poem.