Thursday, April 8, 2010

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends upon

a red wheel barrow

glazed with rain water

beside the white chickens.

I sat in the Gordon-Smith library, located at my school, reading poetry. Every year we must choose a poem to recite for commencement, so we picked this day to read from poetry books for about two hours. if we found a poem we enjoyed, we stood up and read it to the rest of the class. My teacher stood up and read the poem above by the title of "The Red Wheelbarrow". After he read this poem, he sat back down and said nothing.

Afterwards many of the students in my class kept saying things along the lines of "What the heck was the point of that poem?" Well, I think I have an idea of what it might be.

Our lives depend upon Jesus Christ, our Savior (line 1). He died on the cross for us, shedding red blood (line 2). They pierced His side as he hung, dead. Water (and blood) poured from the wound (line 3). By dying on the cross for our sins, Jesus cleansed us white as snow (line 4). Jesus is the red wheelbarrow that all our lives depend on, He was dead but rose again; therefore, cleansing us white as snow and saving us from our sin.

1 comment:

  1. Here's my analysis,
    there's a red wheel barrow, there's water on the red wheel barrow and there's chickens beside the red wheel barrow.
    This poem depends on the red wheelbarrow because without it, this poem wouldn't exist.