New poetry paket

This week the poem I'm doing is the untitled one. This one was short and sweet and to the point, well it wasn't actually sweet because it wa talking about eating hearts. I believe it's talking about how someone can be so biter about the feelings and actions in their heart that they come to a kind of accepance of it. They realize they can't change the ways of their hearts so they accept their bitterness now matter how ugly it makes them. When I think of this creature I think of like a strong hunched over naked dirty guy holding something grotesque in his hand, and then as you get closer you see it's a heart and he's eating it. That's not the picture that you would ever think anyone saying "I like it." It represents acceptance as the ugly beasts we all can be.

Hamlet

SO Hamlet is with his two friends and they are going to see a play. The play calls them "players" and it shows they're the actors and he wants to hear a scene about the great fall of Troy and it's beloved king Priam. The player does such a great job, except Polonius doesn't think so he thinks it's too long, Hamlet wants them to do the whole play the following night. Hamlet, who is playing mad, has hatches a scheme that in the play they will play out the scene that happened between the Father and the uncle. Hamlet thinks if the current king sees it he'll feel guilty and Hamlet will finally have the evidence he needs that the Uncle killed his Father. He puts extra lines in the play for the actor to read during the performance. Then he has a very long soliloquy explaining all of this. :-)

New semester Poetry

The Poem I'm doing this week is "Country Mouth Cotton." It's a pretty straight poem, well you have to read into it a little. It's about where she used to live and how she has memories there. she doesn't have very many positive things to say about it either. It's all about death like maybe a part of her had died there. Hatteras is in North Carolina (in case you were wondering, I was). She also makes a reference to a snake and how it rolled on the moss. Snakes aren't usually the picture of happiness and she says "I also left a skin there." Whenever I think of snake skin I can't help but think of Harry Potter. Her snake skin probably isn't that big but it's something she felt she had to shed and leave behind in that place. Death maybe? "Birth, not death, is the hard loss." That's the most powerful line I think because people usually love babies and birth is so magical and she's saying here it's not it's sad if you're born here it's misery.

New semester poetry packet!!

This week the poem I'm doing is "Of mere Being." This poem is rather confusing and I had to read it a couple of times to try to get a real feeling for what it could be and I came up with a few things but the one that's most believeable is it could be about death. Like "The palm at the end of the mind, Beyond the last thought..." rises a bird that, according to greek mythology, is immortal or is reborn from it's ashes, the phoenix. The poem could be talking about limbo even the place between death and heaven (or whatever you believe is after). It's after the last thought where we know that even if something is foriegn to us it won't make us happy or unhappy. Like the last stanza says "the wind moves slowly in the branches." When you see this greek bird it could represent new life like you're being born from your ashes again and your spirit is going to heaven or maybe its just the wind in your new branches. Or I could be super off this poem was kind of hard to understand

New semester poetry!

The poem I'm doing this week is "Song of the Powers." I realized after reading this how often I use the game of rock, paper, scissors. I use it with my dad when I don't want to let my dogs out, or when my friends or I don't want to do soemthing adn the poor loser ends up doing the unwanted thing. I love this poem. It's taking this game of rock paper scissors and relating it to types of power in the world. The rock, the strong hand of war. "I crush the scissors, such is my power." It shows how the rocks only power is to crush the opponent. The paper, the sneaky underhand of the written word. Word can be more powerful than brute force. Langford always said "lose the homefront lose the war." The way to lose that homefront is through the power of words. Lastly the scissors, they cut up the word and leave nothing left. Each power crushing the other leaving us with nothing. "They all end alone"