What is the boy now, who has lost his ball,
What, what is he to do? I saw it go
Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then
Merrily over—there it is in the water!
No use to say 'O there are other balls':
An ultimate shaking grief fixes the boy
As he stands rigid, trembling, staring down
All his young days into the harbour where
His ball went. I would not intrude on him,
A dime, another ball, is worthless. Now
He senses first responsibility
In a world of possessions. People will take balls,
Balls will be lost always, little boy,
And no one buys a ball back. Money is external.
He is learning, well behind his desperate eyes,
The epistemology of loss, how to stand up
Knowing what every man must one day know
And most know many days, how to stand up
And gradually light returns to the street
A whistle blows, the ball is out of sight,
Soon part of me will explore the deep and dark
Floor of the harbour . . I am everywhere,
I suffer and move, my mind and my heart move
With all that move me, under the water
Or whistling, I am not a little boy.
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Analysis
The Ball Poem: analysis
Introduction
The poem begins with a small event. A boy's ball bounces down a street and into a harbour. The speaker watches him stand frozen with grief. He decides that a dime or a new ball would be worthless, because the boy is learning something no money can undo.
The boy is meeting loss for the first time, "The epistemology of loss". He must learn how to stand up while knowing it. In the closing lines the speaker's view widens until he identifies with the ball, the boy and everything that moves him. The poem ends on a puzzling line: "I am not a little boy."
Summary
The poem is a single block of 25 lines. It opens with a question about what the boy who has lost his ball is to do now. The speaker saw the ball go "Merrily bouncing" down the street and over into the water.
The speaker says there is no use telling the boy there are other balls. An "ultimate shaking grief" holds him still. He stands rigid and trembling, staring down "All his young days" into the harbour where the ball went.
The speaker says he will not intrude. A dime or another ball would be worthless. The boy now senses "first responsibility" in a world of possessions. The speaker addresses him as "little boy". He says that balls will always be lost, that "no one buys a ball back" and that "Money is external".
Behind his desperate eyes, the boy is learning "The epistemology of loss". He is learning how to stand up again. He stands knowing what every man must one day know, and most know many days.
Light gradually returns to the street, a whistle blows, and the ball is out of sight. The speaker says that soon part of him will explore the deep, dark floor of the harbour. He says, "I am everywhere", and that his mind and heart move with all that move him. This is so whether under the water or whistling. The last words are "I am not a little boy."
Themes and meaning
First loss is the poem's centre. The ball is a cheap toy, yet its loss brings "An ultimate shaking grief". The poem takes the child's grief seriously. It suggests this is the moment he first learns that things can be gone for good. He stares down "All his young days", as if his whole childhood went with the ball.
Loss as knowledge is a second theme. The phrase "The epistemology of loss" uses a philosopher's word for the theory of knowledge. The boy is learning not just to feel loss but to know it as a condition of life. Lines 17 and 18 widen the lesson to everyone. It is something "every man must one day know", and that most know "many days".
The limits of money and possessions form a third theme. The speaker refuses to offer "A dime, another ball". He states that "no one buys a ball back" and that "Money is external". What is lost is not the object but the boy's first innocence. That cannot be replaced.
The watcher's identification with the boy is the fourth theme. The speaker begins outside the scene, saying "I would not intrude on him". By the end he imagines part of himself on the harbour floor and says "I am everywhere". The last line, "I am not a little boy", is open to several readings. It can mark the speaker's distance from the boy, or it can be read as a protest that betrays how much he still is that boy.
Tone
The opening is agitated. The stammered question "What, what is he to do?" sounds like the speaker sharing the boy's panic. The double "Merrily" in lines 3 and 4 tracks the ball's carefree flight just before the drop.
The middle of the poem turns grave and almost lecturing. Statements like "Money is external" are flat and absolute. The speaker speaks to the boy as "little boy", gently but without false comfort.
The last lines grow strange and intense. The grammar loosens, with clauses running on without full stops. The speaker moves from watching to feeling, saying "I suffer and move". The final line is abrupt. Its tone can be heard as firm, defensive or quietly sad, and the poem does not settle which.
Form and structure
The poem is a single stanza of 25 lines. It does not rhyme. Lines run from 9 to 13 syllables, most near ten. The metre is a loose blank verse, based on iambic pentameter but often stretched or broken.
The syntax is unusual, and sentences start and stop in the middle of lines, as in "His ball went. I would not intrude on him". Some sentences near the end are left without closing punctuation. The broken grammar matches the speaker's shaken state. Dashes and spaced dots mark sudden shifts of attention.
Poetic devices
Repetition line 2
What, what is he to do? The stammered word catches the speaker's agitation. It sounds like a mind thrown off balance by the loss.
Repetition line 4
Merrily over "Merrily" repeats from line 3. Its cheerfulness turns cruel as the ball drops into the water.
Hyperbole line 6
An ultimate shaking grief fixes the boy A lost ball causes "ultimate" grief. The strong word shows the loss as the child feels it, not as an adult would weigh it.
Metaphor line 8
All his young days into the harbour The boy seems to stare at his whole childhood going under. The ball comes to stand for something larger.
Diction line 16
The epistemology of loss A philosophical term is applied to a child's grief. The clash of registers marks this as a lesson in knowledge, not only feeling.
Aphorism line 14
And no one buys a ball back. The plain saying states the lesson flatly. Money cannot reverse a real loss.
Repetition line 18
how to stand up The phrase repeats from line 16. Learning to stand up again becomes the heart of the boy's lesson.
Alliteration line 23
I suffer and move, my mind and my heart move The repeated m sounds bind suffering and movement. The line enacts the speaker's emotional motion.
Ambiguity line 25
I am not a little boy. The last line can deny or confess identity with the boy. Its flatness leaves the speaker's meaning open.
Words worth knowing
epistemology
The branch of philosophy concerned with knowledge and how we know. Here, learning what loss is.
fixes
Holds fast or freezes in place, as grief makes the boy stand rigid.
external
Outside, belonging to the surface of things. Money cannot reach the inner loss.
harbour
Sheltered water for ships. The spelling is the British form.
What readers have said
Fred reads the ball as a metaphor for childhood, lost in a harbour that may stand for memory, so the poem is about how fast youth passes. fred, 2004
Emily found the poem laughable in her English class, an attempt to make a trivial event seem meaningful. Emily, 2005
Sean answers that the poem shows a loss that stays with a person for life, and that one must accept it in order to keep getting up. sean, 2005
Ben, a high-school reader, thinks the most interesting point is that the speaker is the boy, looking back on his own past. Ben, 2010
Sitanshu reads it as about the loss of childhood and how to recover from feelings of loss. SITANSHU, 2011
i think that the ball poem is about ageing. The ball is a metaphor for childhood/youth and when the ball is losr in the harbour (which could be symbolic of memoies) the boy starts learning the responsibilities of growing up. essentially the poem is about the swiftness of time and how once childhood is lost, it will never return.
Brenda WattonUnited States
This poem expresses the poet's inability to cope with the suicide of his father when he was only 8 years old and his continual contemplation of his own suicide (which was accomplished by jumping into the harbor from the Washington Avenue Bridge.
EmilyUnited States
Yesterday I made the mistake of reading this poem aloud in my AP English class. My classmates, teacher, and I all got a good laugh out of this atrocious excuse for poetry. "The Ball Poem" could possibly be the worst poem I have ever read in my life. Although it is terribly written and an awful attempt to make a trivial event seem meaningful, it is quite humorous. The humor only lies in the hilarity that many find this poem to be a work of art! Enjoy
AmishUnited States
Only a high school class could laugh at John Berryman or anything he's written.
Too true, Amish. This is a wonderful poem that expresses not only the loss of childhood, as fred said, but the feeling of loss that will plague a human for the rest of his life after learning "first responsibility in a world of possessions." Berryman says that one must resign oneself to such an idea of loss in order to continually pick oneself up and live. I love the alliteration at the end with the "m" sound. "I…
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Too true, Amish. This is a wonderful poem that expresses not only the loss of childhood, as fred said, but the feeling of loss that will plague a human for the rest of his life after learning "first responsibility in a world of possessions." Berryman says that one must resign oneself to such an idea of loss in order to continually pick oneself up and live. I love the alliteration at the end with the "m" sound. "I suffer and move, my mind and my heart move/with all that move me." How excellent is that! What a great feeling of movement as the subject of the poem is about suffering loss, yet continuing to move, to live, to accept more responsibility even if it is painful? Emily, I suggest you run as fast as you can away from the teacher that openly laughed with you about this poem in class and continue to explore poetry with poeple who don't substitute laughter for a genuine attempt at understanding. By the way, most good poetry is and always has been realized in the "attempt to make a trivial event seem meaningful"as you say. Good luck in the future, but get some help for your sake, please!
Oh my Lord this poem is awesome. I especially loved the part about balls. I love balls. Espescially in my mouth. Suck on my chocolate salty balls
CswartUnited States
See how you laugh at the poem when you get a little older and begin to understand what it's about. Age happens to everybody, and it is unfortunate you are considered an AP student, in my opinion. As for your teacher, he or she is the only "atrocious excuse" I see from your post and probably belongs in a high school, among such delusional idiots as you and your "gifted" fellow students.
Ben
Hey, I'm in high school and the only thing that's even remotely funny about this poem is the punctuation. Anyway, the most interesting part of this story in my opinion is that the author IS the boy reflecting upon his past. (last half of last line).
Nathan QuirkUnited Kingdom
I heard about John Berryman in a Clap Your Hands Say Yeah song called "Mama, Won't You Keep Them Castles in the Air and Burning?" the song is amazing and coincidently, so is the poet!
SITANSHUIndia
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I think that this poem is awesome.This is very wonderful poem that express the lost of childhood. And this poem learnt us the idea of how to came out from the feelings of lost.
i think that the ball poem is about ageing. The ball is a metaphor for childhood/youth and when the ball is losr in the harbour (which could be symbolic of memoies) the boy starts learning the responsibilities of growing up. essentially the poem is about the swiftness of time and how once childhood is lost, it will never return.
This poem expresses the poet's inability to cope with the suicide of his father when he was only 8 years old and his continual contemplation of his own suicide (which was accomplished by jumping into the harbor from the Washington Avenue Bridge.
Yesterday I made the mistake of reading this poem aloud in my AP English class. My classmates, teacher, and I all got a good laugh out of this atrocious excuse for poetry. "The Ball Poem" could possibly be the worst poem I have ever read in my life. Although it is terribly written and an awful attempt to make a trivial event seem meaningful, it is quite humorous. The humor only lies in the hilarity that many find this poem to be a work of art! Enjoy
Only a high school class could laugh at John Berryman or anything he's written.
Too true, Amish. This is a wonderful poem that expresses not only the loss of childhood, as fred said, but the feeling of loss that will plague a human for the rest of his life after learning "first responsibility in a world of possessions." Berryman says that one must resign oneself to such an idea of loss in order to continually pick oneself up and live. I love the alliteration at the end with the "m" sound. "I…
Read the whole commentToo true, Amish. This is a wonderful poem that expresses not only the loss of childhood, as fred said, but the feeling of loss that will plague a human for the rest of his life after learning "first responsibility in a world of possessions." Berryman says that one must resign oneself to such an idea of loss in order to continually pick oneself up and live. I love the alliteration at the end with the "m" sound. "I suffer and move, my mind and my heart move/with all that move me." How excellent is that! What a great feeling of movement as the subject of the poem is about suffering loss, yet continuing to move, to live, to accept more responsibility even if it is painful? Emily, I suggest you run as fast as you can away from the teacher that openly laughed with you about this poem in class and continue to explore poetry with poeple who don't substitute laughter for a genuine attempt at understanding. By the way, most good poetry is and always has been realized in the "attempt to make a trivial event seem meaningful"as you say. Good luck in the future, but get some help for your sake, please!
Oh my Lord this poem is awesome. I especially loved the part about balls. I love balls. Espescially in my mouth. Suck on my chocolate salty balls
See how you laugh at the poem when you get a little older and begin to understand what it's about. Age happens to everybody, and it is unfortunate you are considered an AP student, in my opinion. As for your teacher, he or she is the only "atrocious excuse" I see from your post and probably belongs in a high school, among such delusional idiots as you and your "gifted" fellow students.
Hey, I'm in high school and the only thing that's even remotely funny about this poem is the punctuation.
Anyway, the most interesting part of this story in my opinion is that the author IS the boy reflecting upon his past. (last half of last line).
I heard about John Berryman in a Clap Your Hands Say Yeah song called "Mama, Won't You Keep Them Castles in the Air and Burning?" the song is amazing and coincidently, so is the poet!
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I think that this poem is awesome.This is very wonderful poem that express the lost of childhood.
And this poem learnt us the idea of how to came out from the feelings of lost.
only u thought this not everyone