The very beginning of the book grabbed me around my shirt collar and didn’t let go. This was due to the captivating ability to illustrate the dreams the man was having of his wife. Dreams are some of the most complex experiences humans have. Oneirologists, scientists who study dreams, and other psychologists have been researching the connection of dreams to reality for years. Within one book Cormac McCarthy was able to illustrate that direct relation that has escaped us for so many years. The man has numerous dreams about his wife throughout the book. The man tells his son that when dreams become of a happy place then he has given up and he cannot give up. The boy understands that his bad dreams mean he has to survive. He has to depend on the survival instincts his dad taught him while he was still alive. My wish is that this poem embodies the spirit of the man’s courage to stay alive for his son as well as embracing the reunion with his wife.
—Found poem by Steven Wetherill, excerpted from The Road, by Cormac McCarthy (2006). New York: Kindle Edition, pp. 3, 18, 19, 20, 183, 189
When your dreams are of some world that never was or of some world that never
will be and you are happy again then you will have given up. Do you understand? And you can’t give up. I wont let you.
In the dream
some granitic beast
with dead white eyes
swung its head into the dark.
Dreams of peril were of languor
and of death.
He dreamt of flowering wood
where birds flew. Her in a thin
His hand could feel her stocking
through the thin summer dress
Dreams so rich in color
now which he was loathe to wake from.
How else would death call you?
I was crying but you didn’t wake up.
You can’t give up. I won’t let you.
McCarthy, Cormac. The Road. New York: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, 2006. Kindle Edition. Kindle AZW File.