Sunday, April 15, 2012
The Enkindled Spring by D.H. Lawrence
This poem caught my attention/interest because the poet uses words such as flame, fire, and smoke to describe spring. Spring is usually described as something that is warm and growing, not burning. It was written differently than most poems, that I have read, written about about spring.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Pablo Neruda "Ode to Things"
Excerpt:
"...Mankind has
built
oh so many
perfect
things!
Built them of wool
and of wood,
of glass and
of rope:
remarkable
tables,
ships, and stairways.
I love
all
things,
not because they are
passionate
or sweet-smelling
but because,
I don’t know,
because
this ocean is yours,
and mine: ..."
"...Mankind has
built
oh so many
perfect
things!
Built them of wool
and of wood,
of glass and
of rope:
remarkable
tables,
ships, and stairways.
I love
all
things,
not because they are
passionate
or sweet-smelling
but because,
I don’t know,
because
this ocean is yours,
and mine: ..."
I like Pablo Neruda's "Ode to Things" because he brings attention to things that have been easily overlooked. While most people write poetry about their love for nature Neruda writes about his love of things, not for materialistic purposes but for the creativeness that goes into building this objects. Neruda does not disregard nature but rather wants to show his love for human made objects. He describes how each object has "the trace of someone's finger."
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Storm Fear by Robert Frost
Storm Fear
WHEN the wind works against us in the dark, And pelts with snow The lowest chamber window on the east, And whispers with a sort of stifled bark, The beast, 'Come out! Come out!'— It costs no inward struggle not to go, Ah, no! I count our strength, Two and a child, Those of us not asleep subdued to mark How the cold creeps as the fire dies at length,— How drifts are piled, Dooryard and road ungraded, Till even the comforting barn grows far away And my heart owns a doubt Whether 'tis in us to arise with day And save ourselves unaided.
Robert Frost uses imagery to convey the feeling of helplessness and coldness, literally and emotionally. He uses phrases such as "... pelts with snow... the cold creeps as the fire dies at length... till even the comforting barn grows far away..." throughout the poem. These types of descriptive phrases allows the reader to picture the barn in the middle of nowhere covered in ice cold snow. The imagery will than lead to the understanding of the emotions being conveyed such as loneliness, helplessness, and vulnerability. Loneliness and helplessness is shown at the end of the poem because of the narrator, accompanied by two other people (it is unknown whether they are adults or seniors) is without the help of any one, because their barn is in far away from any cities or towns. Vulnerability is shown when Frost describes as the storm as a "beast" that the family can not defeat.
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