Out of Time

Out of duration is a verse form pen by Kenneth Slessor and is one of his personally favorite poetrys to date he has written. duration is personified in this poem, tho also associated with the natural phenomenon of water system, or vessels such as yachts seen on Slessors favorite location, Sydney Harbor (which is itself personified). Personification gives immediacy to an generalisation such as clipping, and elicits evaluative responses which are more arresting than an predict to an abstraction could ever be. So Slessor finds that Time enfolds me in its bed, still in the next line it is the bony knife which runs me through.Seeing time everywhere, he notes that it gives through all things and his heart rebukes him Time flows, not you. Kenneth Slessor always reminds us during the first part of the poem that time itself cannot be slowed coldcock or stopped it is just a force that never moolah or runs out(a). He seems pessimistic about the subject of Time though, as he con stantly keeps repeating himself which is why he chose the title for the poem as, Out of Time because no matter what, Time will never stop for anyone or anything.He is the pawn of Time whose mastery is recognize and indifferent to his emotions it drills me, drives through bone and vein, just as water bends the seaweeds in the sea. Time may be cruelly dominant, however the speakers view of himself is worse the tide goes over unless the weeds remain. Yet the engagement with Time and its indifference to us. In both senses, we are, Out of Time that is, at once part of its scheme, but then abandoned by it and also (as in music) out of kelter with its rhythms and purposes.Contrastingly, in the second section, Time is now seen at a disfavour (which, again, is given immediacy by personification). Time, always flowing, cannot abide in the adorable moments it affords. Ever changing, he is subservient to to-morrow and deaf to the entreaties of such as mantrap, urging him to be still. Thi s is his fate. Slessors execration of Time intensifies as the stanzas proceed, as he proceeds himself through a demoralize sequence of dead nows and heres He keeps appointment with a million years.In contrast, by implication, our limited human devour now begins to appear preferable I and the moment laugh, and let him go, / arguing against his golden undertow. Thesis and antithesis anticipate synthesis. Slessors threefold ordering of the poem has the structure of an argument. Accordingly, the third section sustains what the first section denigrated the moment out of time that liberates us from our time-bound world.Cleverly, Slessor takes a word separate from language to celebrate this escape from ordinariness. The speaker, so critical of himself earlier, now celebrates himself as part of a dispensation that is fleshless and ageless, changeless and made free. His heart, in a rhetorical question, inquires Fool, would you allow for this country? But, as the first word suggest, it is not finally a rhetorical query, as the poem, in closing, returns to its beginning.Times ever-flowing processes cannot be resisted I was taken by the suck of sea, and mortality is grimly vulcanized is grimly recovered, along with the original imagery of the first section in a rhyming couplet that is too pat The gulls go down, the embody dies and rots, / And Time flows past them like a hundred yachts. In my confidence this is one of my favorite poems of Kenneth Slessor so far, as all 3 part interconnect with each other which allows for very deep and meaningful analysis. He also discusses and describe that time cannot be controlled or stopped, it only flows on which most people and including me, can instantly bear on to.