The poem Trans Canada has many interesting metaphors. “The sure wings are the everlasting arms of science.” F.R Scott is implying that the wings of the plane are reliable, but not always heading in the right direction, just like in science. You might think something is correct but you could be proven completely wrong. “Clouds, now, are the solid substance.” F.R. Scott is suggesting that clouds like the nation, meen together but may not be. “A solar peace, and a six-way choice.” We have six directions to go. North, South, East, West, Up, And Down.
The frontier that we all live and belong in. The frontier where everything starts, where we belong. The plane has altered our lifestyle because it has brought new technology and the people who do these feats like puttign a rocket into space only get credit for it. Since we are all living in this time everybody should get credit for the change in lifestyle. Everybody has their own place in society and everybody should get some credit for advancements in the world and technology.
Scott talks about Mackenzie King blunting us. He is blaming King for us having no shape in society because he never took sides. Scott says that King skillfully avoided what was wrong without saying what was right. He didn’t have much ambition, he would let the parliment make decisions later. Scott’s political views appear to disagree with Kings decisions. Throughout the post Scott makes it clear that King made bad decisions and Scott did not support them at all. Scott’s political views put Mackenzie King’s contributions to shame.
In W.L.M.K. Scott beaks Canadian politics alot. He doesn’t really say anything good about Canadian politics throughout the whole poem. In Trans Canada it isn’t apparent near as much. The extent to which he is critical about Canadian politics is way less in Trans Canada. It doesn’t even really bring Canadian politics into affect at all except when it talks about science, and new careers.
Trans Canada