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Robert Penn Warren’s "Images on the Tomb: 4. Night: But a Sultry Wind" is the final poem in the "Images on the Tomb" series, where the contemplative, atmospheric tone reaches its climax in a meditation on desire, storm, and the stillness of night. The poem contrasts the intensity of an imagined storm with the reality of a quiet, sultry night, drawing attention to the tension between what is felt internally and what exists externally. As with the previous poems in the series, the poem touches upon themes of mortality, memory, and the disconnect between the outer world and inner experience.

The speaker begins with a conditional statement, "If there were storm tonight," setting up an imaginary scenario in which the weather reflects internal tumult. The storm is envisioned as a violent, destructive force, "the loud thunder" breaking through the darkness and tearing the sky apart—"broke terribly / The fabrics of the firmament asunder." This image of a shattered sky is one of chaos and release, hinting that the speaker longs for an external force to match the intensity of their inner turmoil. The storm, an archetype of transformation and emotional upheaval, is framed as something that could provide a kind of catharsis.

The speaker imagines rushing out into the storm, "crying, 'O come with me! / O come, come out, out in the night again!'" This invitation suggests a desire to escape, to be unburdened from the restraints of the mundane, and to embrace something wild and primal in the night. The repetition of "come, come out" reflects urgency and a yearning to break free from stasis. In the envisioned storm, the bodies would be "blown / Naked and white in the windy dark and rain," evoking vulnerability and exposure. The use of "naked and white" contrasts the purity and fragility of the body with the violent, chaotic forces of the storm, creating an image of human beings stripped bare before nature.

The "beat of bloody feet on the wet hard stone" intensifies the visceral and brutal nature of the scene. The bloody feet suggest suffering or sacrifice, and the wet hard stone symbolizes the unyielding and indifferent world against which human desires and actions play out. The imagined storm is a release of both physical and emotional tension, as though the speaker’s pent-up feelings can only find expression in the intensity of such an extreme experience.

However, this imagined storm does not materialize. Instead, "There is no storm tonight, but a sultry wind / Rattles my papers, shifting the slow curtain." The sultry wind, with its sluggish, oppressive heat, contrasts sharply with the speaker's earlier vision of thunder and lightning. The sultriness suggests a stifling atmosphere where energy and action are suppressed, and instead of bodies blown in the storm, we are left with the rattling of papers and the slow movement of a curtain—small, almost insignificant details that symbolize the inertia of the night.

The speaker’s present reality is one of quiet and stasis, even as they continue to write. The act of writing serves as a counterpart to the imagined rush into the storm, but the words on the page lack the same vitality as the storm vision. While the speaker writes, "in sleep you all / Rise on the arm while in the caverned mind / Remembrance stirs like a weary dream and certain." This suggests that those around the speaker—perhaps figures from their life or their imagination—are asleep, and within their "caverned mind" (a metaphor for the subconscious or deeper, hidden thoughts), memories stir but are muted, "like a weary dream." The phrase "weary dream" connotes a sense of fatigue, as though the memories are tired and repetitive, endlessly circling but offering no new revelations.

The poem concludes with an image of sleep: "But sleep, sleep—white faces turned to the wall." The white faces, possibly those of the people mentioned earlier or symbolic of humanity in general, are turned away, facing the wall. This evokes a sense of isolation, as if in sleep, people turn inward, away from the world and from each other. The white faces echo the "naked and white" bodies from the imagined storm, but here, in sleep, they are passive and silent rather than exposed and alive. The turning of the face to the wall suggests a retreat, not just from the world, but from life itself, as sleep becomes a kind of symbolic death or forgetting.

Warren's free verse form, as in the other poems of this series, allows the language to flow naturally, with enjambment reinforcing the sense of continuity between the imagined storm and the reality of the sultry night. The poem’s tone shifts from the passionate urgency of the opening to the resigned stillness of the conclusion, paralleling the speaker’s movement from fantasy to reality.

In "Images on the Tomb: 4. Night: But a Sultry Wind," Warren contrasts the raw, elemental power of an imagined storm with the oppressive stillness of a real night. The poem reflects on the tension between desire and inertia, between the need for release and the reality of suppression. The storm symbolizes a kind of emotional and existential catharsis that the speaker craves, but the sultry wind reminds them of the stagnation that defines their actual experience. As with the other poems in the "Images on the Tomb" series, the poem grapples with the passage of time, the inevitability of death, and the disconnect between what is felt internally and what is lived externally.

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