Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Poetry Art Response
Monday, January 10, 2011
Bloggin on da poetry
Love and Death
by Sara Teasdale
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho' it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my soul, no word shall be forgot,
Nor yet alone, beloved, shall we see
The desolation of extinguished suns,
Nor fear the void wherethro' our planet runs,
For still together shall we go and not
Fare forth alone to front eternity.
Ok well I really think that this poem shines a lot and it kind of reminds me of the poem, ''Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas. I observed that the poem was about love and death, but also it was sort of about depression. An eternal suffering. A never ending flame. I also observed that it is also partially about the never ending universe. I mean like, there could be a thousand heavens, or just one, you know? And at the end I observed that its like this life that has been going on forever, and then it just disappears into non-existence. So it is almost like someone after all this time is finally being released to a place where they can just rest in peace. I think that the author of this poem was trying to talk about those people who feel trapped, and their life is just like a labyrinth. A labyrinth of suffering. She is probably trying to direct this piece of writing to people who kind of feel depressed or sad all the time and people who just think life is a drag. She also talks about space and time as well. SOOOOOOOO the message that she is probably trying to send to the reader is that life is short, and we need to unravel all of its mysteries throughout our lives, and that we need to live life to the fullest before we die. It makes me think about all of those mysteries, and how we as people just sort of live in our own worlds, and maybe we will all like explode when twenty twelve hits, and maybe there are aliens watching us, but thats what life is about. We live to find the mystery. I think that this might be the greatest poem I have ever read, or one of the best at least. I love it so much because it is a really fun book to unravel, once you start you just cant stop! It really ties all of the things that people wonder about every day. I am very curious to know what was going through Sara Teasdales head when she was writing this. Was she on drugs? If so that is a bit disappointing. I find that when poets are on drugs it kind of seems like they cheated. I don't know maybe thats just me.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
I can write a reasonably good article about this now
Actually the end is probably the best part because Libba Bray really gives one of those endings that I really love where basically you get to make the decision of what happens to the character, Cameron. Now, I would have preferred to really have found out because she just sort of give you a bit of a cliffhanger there that kind of pissed me off, but otherwise it was a great book. I also really cracked up at the cover but you sort of have to had gotten pretty far into the book to fully get it. Honestly, I would recommend this book to whoever likes sort of fantastical realistic fiction, simply because it has so many aspects to it that the average teenager could relate to it and at the same time have a good time reading it because of all the fantastical twists.
So yeah pretty much I would recommend this book to anyone and everyone because I am sure that you will have a great a time as I did reading it. I mean, who wouldn't love a book about a kid with mad cow disease. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO if you have read this blog-post then that definitely means that you are absolutely required to read this book.(Not really)