Good and Evil in The Horses :: Horses

Good and Evil in The Horses The concepts of good and evil resonate throughout the work of the Scottish poet Edwin Muir. In Muirs serious poem The Horses, guilt and innocence, good and evil, are also in the plainest view. But the poem is not sabotaged artistically because of it, as so many such poems are. The Horses is intimately the unexpected return, after an apocalypse, of new horses that restore the long lost archaic companionship with the surviving humans. The narrator condemns the old bad world that wreaked the damage simply a twelvemonth after The seven days war that put the world to sleep, Late in the evening the strange horses came. By then we had do our convenant with silence, But in the first few days it was so still We listened to our breathing and were afraid. On the second day The radios failed we turned the knobs no answer. But on the third day a warship passed us, heading north, Dead bodies piled on the deck. On the sixth day A plane plunged over us into th e sea. thenceforth Nothing. The radios dumb. And still they stand in corners of our kitchens, And stand, perhaps, turned on, in a million rooms, All over the world. But now if they should tell, If on a sudden they should speak again If on the stroke of noon a voice should speak, We would not listen, we would not let it bring That old bad world that swallowed its children quick At one great gulp. We would not have it again . . . Have Armageddon and its aftermath ever been more powerfully, more palpably imagined? And yet, I do not ideate that the poems extraordinary vividness is the greatest strength of The Horses. Its special power is in the way cataclysm evokes Muirs most abiding chemical group the renewal of that long-lost archaic bond between life and the world even in the face of catastrophe (Our life is changed their coming our beginning).