In the previous post, we discussed a detailed summary of Coromandel Fishers by Sarojini Naidu. In this article, we will discuss the deeper meaning and critical appreciation of Coromandel Fishers poem by Sarojini Naidu.
Coromandel Fishers Analysis
The poet asks the freedom fighters (the fishermen) to wake up as the success i.e. independence of India is quite near. The wakening skies pray to the morning light, symbolises the land which is welcoming the independence after being in the darkness of the slavery for so long.
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night refers to the atrocities that the land of India and the people of India had suffered in the hands by British during their cruel rule. With the independence, it will vanish away.
Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free. In this line, the poet asks the freedom fighters of India to take their weapons (nets) To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, i.e. the freedom of India because they are the kings of the sea! which refers to India.
In the second stanza, the poet urges the freedom fighters not to delay and at once start fighting as the leaders (sea-gulls) have declared a war against the British and they should follow their leader’s path.
According to the poet, The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades all i.e. the land theirs and everything in it is their family and hence they (the freedom fighters) need not fear.
The land which is mother-god will protect them from the wind or the foreign rulers and protect them (the freedom fighters).
In the final stanza, the poet says that the comforts and the joys that the Indians enjoy under the might be sweet but the fragrance of independence and the feeling of being free is quite sweeter and hence the freedom fighters should wage a final war on the British.
Read the summary of Coromandel Fishers.
Figures of Speech in Coromandel Fishers
wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night.
- wakening skies pray to the morning light.
- wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn.
- sea gull’s call.
- the sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades all.
- He who holds the storm by the hair.
- dance of the wild foam’s glee.
- low sky mates with the sea.