Last Updated on June 8, 2022, by eNotes Editorial. Word Count: 533
The narrator provides setting in these lines. He creates a sense of time in the present and then uses the music to generate a line of flashback memories as well. It is night, and a woman is singing to him. Perhaps this is a bar; perhaps it is some sort of concert. From the rest of the poem, it seems a fairly intimate setting. The word choice "vista" is worth noting as it creates a positive connotation of the memories that follow.Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;Taking me back down the vista of years
In these memories, the narrator is almost physically connected to his mother through music. He sits below her, so the music has emotionally transported him back to a time in his early childhood when he was able to fit beneath the piano. As his mother plays, she allows him to press her own feet as she presses the piano's pedals. Instead of becoming annoyed by a child's actions that most certainly made her performance more challenging, his mother allows him to engage with her in this way, and she even smiles at him. Playing music on these evenings not only created a warm environment for her family; it also created joy for his mother in the performance.pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings
The music that the narrator recalls created a metaphorical barrier in his childhood home. It kept "winter outside," representing its ability to keep the truths and harsh realities of the adult world at bay. It is also suggested that the music is connected to him religiously, as he recalls these "Sunday" evenings and that his mother sang "hymns." This further explains how piano music is able to stir something in his very soul and generates emotions in him so powerful that he suddenly feels as if he will weep for these evenings that no longer exist.the heart of me weeps to belongTo the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outsideAnd hymns in the cosy parlour
Although similar, this woman in his present—singing and accompanied by piano—has no such power over him. It is vain for her to burst into great fanfare in her own song because it could never generate the same raw emotion that simple evenings at home with his mother created. Thus, Lawrence suggests that the power of music lies not in pageantry but in the emotional experience of the listener.it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato
my manhood is castDown in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.