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Indian Weavers

The poem describes weavers weaving different colored garments for different stages of life. In the first stanza, weavers create a bright blue garment for a newborn child. In the second, they weave a purple and green wedding veil for a queen. In the third, the weavers create a white funeral shroud for a dead man. The poem uses the weaving of different colored garments as a metaphor for the stages of human life from birth to marriage to death.

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Indian Weavers

The poem describes weavers weaving different colored garments for different stages of life. In the first stanza, weavers create a bright blue garment for a newborn child. In the second, they weave a purple and green wedding veil for a queen. In the third, the weavers create a white funeral shroud for a dead man. The poem uses the weaving of different colored garments as a metaphor for the stages of human life from birth to marriage to death.

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Indian Weavers

by Sarojini Naidu

Weavers, weaving at break of day,


Why do you weave a garment so gay? . . .
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.

Weavers, weaving at fall of night,


Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .
Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,
We weave the marriage-veils of a queen.

Weavers, weaving solemn and still,


What do you weave in the moonlight chill? . . .
White as a feather and white as a cloud,
We weave a dead man's funeral shroud.
Elements and Devices of Poetry:

► Speaker
The speaker of the poem is the poet herself/Sarojini Naidu.
► Content
The poem is all about the weavers who weave different garments.
► Theme
The theme of the poem is all about the different stages of human life through the
uses of different colors in weaving a garments. It indicates from the childhood, being a
youth, and the last part is death.
► Shape and Form
Structure poetry because it has predictable patterns of rhyme, rhythm, line-
length, and stanza construction.
The poem has the rhyme scheme AABB. The poem is divided in three stanzas of
4 lines each. The first line rhymes with the second, and the third line with the fourth line
in each stanza. The poem is in a sing song tone. The poem is in a question answer
format.There are three pairs of end rhymes: day-gay, night-bright, cloud-shroud.

► Symbolism
● blue garments/color – characterized as someone’s childhood that was full of
happiness, freshness, hope and beauty.
● break of the day – symbolizes a bright life because during the break of the day,
the sun shines brightly to take away the sadness of the darkness.
● purple and green color – symbolizes sorrow and happiness or struggle and
ease in one’s adult stage and these all colors or ups and downs of life make the
adulthood bright.
● white garments/color – symbolizes purity and peace where the dead wore it at
his/her funeral.
● moonlight chill – cold night
► Diction
The language of the poem is of everyday use.

► Mood
► Tone
Confusion, the speaker was confused of the weavers why they weave those kind
of colors in the garments.
►Imagery
● The author used an emphasis of different colors of the garments. Blue is a
bright color and thus emphasize the joy of life. A combination of purple and green is a
representation of different experiences of joy and sorrow. And lastly the white color
shows the peace that a person is assumed to have attained once they die.
● ‘Weavers weaving at break of day’ – this expression suggests two images-
early morning and weavers weaving cloth.

► Figurative Language
● Simile
Blue as the wings of halcyon wild.
Bright like the plumes of a peacock.
White as a feather and white as a cloud

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