"Delight in Disorder" By: Robert Herrick

The title of this poem essentially captures the entire theme of the poem. The speaker talks of all of the disorder in life and says how his art is disorder. The broken rhyme scheme and oxymoron's help incorporate disorder into the structure and language of the poem. The oxymoron's in the poem include "wild civility", "fine distraction," and "flow confusedly." I agree with the speaker of this poem. I would take disorder over perfection any day. The world is made for disorder as almost nothing is perfect. Their is disorder with nature, disorder in houses, and disorder when there are wrecks. Disorder is a natural event and without it, the world would not be the same.