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Edwin John Dove Pratt known as E. J. Pratt, was "the leading Canadian poet of his
time." He was a Canadian poet from Newfoundland who lived most of his life in Toronto,
Ontario. A three-time winner of the country's Governor General's Award for poetry, he has been
called "the foremost Canadian poet of the first half of the century."
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Summary: The eagle king has lost its eyesight almost. It keeps it head in between its body with
tiredness. Its wings are dull and dirtier and hang below its tail. It is old but is not the age that has
made him to sit like a raven that drenched in the rain. It is not the night time too. It is an hour
before sunset.
An iron has entered into his soul which destitute his pride and territory on that day. Till
that afternoon this crag was his throne. From the forests to the boundless sky, the entire space
was like his empire. He has won all his enemies. The eagles that are in the glaciers or them
mapping the coastal areas are his descents. Even before they fledge the Eagle king had tumbled
them on the rocks from their nests.
In this morning the eyes of this monarch have been captured by the silver flash of a
mighty bird that flew in between the two peaks of the mountain ranges. This sight has titillated
this Eagle King. Even his hairs in the neck were bustled. The mighty bird’s feet were as strong as
digging clefts in the granite. The Eagle King couldn’t recognise whether it is a Partridge or a
Heron or a Falcon or even an Eagle.
The mighty bird flew in a rapid speed as if catapulted from a ledge and made a spiral. It
even reached the orbits without any rising and falling waves. It also reaches the positions from
where it could survey the other birds. There is no such bird it could reach the heaven and the
earth. The Eagle King even thinks of pterodactyls which were existed before the vulture and
could kill its carrion even in the Andes.
The shadow of the strange invader seems like a bat upon the roofs of the world. It also
passes the moraines and vitriol; is it a dragon. It also has the head, body, wings and even the taut.
The two whirling eyes the mighty bird like the meridian bright has not shuttered. The Eagle King
hasn’t known about this strange bird before.
It is his enemy whom he can’t grapple over. The shoulders at the back of this strange bird
puzzled the Eagle King a lot. Its sound was like a thunder. His claws were like lightening. The
speed of the strange bird is double of the Eagle King. The anger and unconcern manner of this
supercilious bird that flew over the dominion of the Eagle King disturbed him most. This ancient
Suzerain made its spy in the territory with the impudent face and disappeared.
The Eagle King has found himself weak by the evening. His shoulders are untidy and his
claws become nerveless. He thinks that dusk come an hour before the sunset to haunt his eyes.
He also thinks that the flock that has chased away by him will come back again and to thread in
the crimson archipelagos. There will find him deaf by the wings of that mighty bird. They will
brood over the lost emperor of the peaks the Eagle King.
Analysis: This is an allegorical poem. It deals with the descending tradition and loss of
power. The Eagle King rules his territory without any opponent. He never allowed his rivals to
win over him. He tumbled them. But this strange bird was a big puzzle to him. In the same way
the poet on behalf of the Traditionalism worries about the modernism which is fascinating. The
Eagle King worries that the ‘mighty bird’ would be pterodactyl. He couldn’t recognise what kind
of a bird is it. The Eagle King worries that his chased away descents will come back and pity for
him of his deafness. Modernism can also make the Traditionalism diminishing.