Prideful Ozymandias

Shelly’s poem “Ozymandias” is written from an interesting perspective. The speaker of the poem is not the one who saw the crumbling statue of the king in person. I think she starts the poem like this so she can illustrate how word about the statue goes down the line. First it talks about the traveler, then to the sculptor that made the statue of King Ozymandias, then to the King himself, and lastly to the king’s people. The point is that his people are no longer there and neither is his land. The only thing left of him is his crumbling statue and the boastful words that were written with it. No one pays any attention to the broken statue that was once, obviously a very long time ago, a mighty king nor to the words that used to be of importance to the entire king’s people. None of that really matters to the world around the statue anymore.