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Nissim Ezekiel: Night of the Scorpion
Nissim Ezekiel (1924 - 2004) was born in India to an Indian Jewish family. He studied in Bombay and London.
He wrote eight collections of poetry and won the Akademi Award for a volume called 'Latter Day Psalms'. He was also a renowned playwright, art critic, lecturer and editor.
He is credited with beginning the modernistmodernist: Modernism was a movement or style in 20th-century art, architecture and literature characterised by a deliberate departure from tradition and the invention of new forms. movement in India and was one of India's best known poets.

Night of a scorpion
I remember the night my motherwas stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven himto crawl beneath a sack of rice.
Parting with his poison - flashof diabolic tail in the dark room -he risked the rain again.The peasants came like swarms of fliesand buzzed the name of God a hundred timesto paralyse the Evil One.
With candles and with lanternsthrowing giant scorpion shadowson the mud-baked wallsthey searched for him: he was not found.They clicked their tongues.With every movement that the scorpion madehis poison moved in Mother's blood, they said.
May he sit still, they said.May the sins of your previous birthbe burned away tonight, they said.May your suffering decreasethe misfortunes of your next birth, they said.May the sum of all evilbalanced in this unreal world
against the sum of goodbecome diminished by your pain.May the poison purify your flesh
of desire, and your spirit of ambition,they said, and they sat aroundon the floor with my mother in the centre,the peace of understanding on each face.More candles, more lanterns, more neighbours,more insects, and the endless rain.My mother twisted through and through,groaning on a mat.My father, sceptic, rationalist,trying every curse and blessing,powder, mixture, herb and hybrid.He even poured a little paraffinupon the bitten toe and put a match to it.I watched the flame feeding on my mother.I watched the holy man perform his ritesto tame the poison with an incantation.After twenty hoursit lost its sting.
My mother only saidThank God the scorpion picked on meAnd spared my children.
The poem is about the night when a woman (the poet's mother) in a poor village in India is stung by a scorpion. Concerned neighbours pour into her hut to offer advice and help. All sorts of cures are tried by the neighbours, her husband and the local holy man, but time proves to be the best healer - 'After twenty hours / it lost its sting.'.
After her ordeal, the mother is merely thankful that the scorpion stung her and not the children.
The poem is written in free versefree verse: Poetry that has little or no rhyme scheme, regular pattern of rhythms, or line lengths. with varying line lengths and no rhyme. The first part is long and full of activity - the scorpion's bite and the reaction of the villagers. The second part - the mother's reaction - is just three lines long.
Sometimes, this poem will be printed as if it were prose. What differences does it make when it is set out in lines? What, if anything, do the lines and the breaks between them contribute?

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Think about how the language the poet uses helps to convey his ideas. Here are some points to consider:

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Much of the meaning of a poem is conveyed by the attitude it expresses towards its subject matter. Attitude can be thought of as a combination of the poet's tone of voice and the ideas they are trying to get across to the reader.
A good way to decide on the tone of a poem is to work out how you would read it aloud. Should this poem be read:
Select a short quotation to justify your choice.

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The ideas in this poem concern our difficult feelings towards aspects of the natural world that seem to threaten us - the frightened insect becomes the Evil One! - and the complex ways in which individuals and communities respond when disaster strikes one of their number.
| Quotation | Commentary |
|---|---|
| - flash/of diabolic tail in the dark room - | It is hard to know whose opinion this is - Ezekiel's or the neighbours'. Ezekiel initially sees the scorpion quite sympathetically, but, here, it is linked with the devil. |
| More candles, more lanterns, more neighbours, | Ezekiel seems irritated. More and more peasants are arriving with their lamps and nothing can help his mother. The repetition of more shows how frustrated he is. |
| Thank God the scorpion picked on me... | By using direct speech, Ezekiel shows his mother's selflessness. He chooses her simple words to end the poem to highlight his love and admiration for her. |
In the exam, you will be required to write about two or more poems. Which poems could you compare 'Night of the Scorpion' to? There will be a number of ways in which the poems can be compared and you may well be able to think of other similarities!
| Poet and poem | What to look for in your comparison |
|---|---|
| Chinua Achebe: 'Vultures' | - Both poems use unexpected changes of mood to engage the reader with the ideas of the poems. We start off feeling sympathy for the scorpion, but we are left thinking perhaps this really is a diabolical creature. With the vultures, we feel that they represent something depressing and violent and yet we are surprised by the affection between the two birds. |
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