Here is my poem for Thanksgiving. Sorry it ends kinda weird, I didn't know how to end it any other way without ending it the way I wanted.(:
Lately, the only thing I want
Is something far away
Made to always be there and taunt
Me into a slow decay.
Isn’t it ironic
That I want to enjoy life
When I am stuck in the chronic
Past causing me stress and strife?
Now when this time of year
Comes around the bend,
And when what I need is near,
I need to pull myself out of this dragging trend.
My family is what I need,
Friends around me too.
It is the wise words I need to heed,
To keep me from feeling blue.
What I appreciate
Is that I am here now.
Life needs to be enjoyed with every moment…
Then the future will turn out well
If I accept what is meant
And do not dwell
And I always, always, always
hold on to what is around me,
Which is love
Friday, November 26, 2010
The Secret (Poetry Blog #13)
This poem reminds me of the poem our class read called, "Introduction to Poetry," because it sounded like the author of "The Secret" was describing the concept that "Introduction to Poetry" explained about how people trying to analyze a poem get much more meaning and information out of the poem that the author of the poem had intended.
The author of the poem, Levertov, describes how two girls find something profound in a line of poetry that the author herself did not intend to write about.
I liked how the author was not upset about the girls finding something deeper in her piece than she intended. In fact, she described "the secret" the girls had found in the poetry, as a secret she had forgot about and was not able to find anymore. It is a great description of how poetry can have ambiguous meanings.
The poem is split into nine stanzas, and the stanzas are all four lines each. It is interesting how each of the sentences or lines are split up because it makes the poem choppier than it needs to be. The last line of each sentence has either one or two words.
The author of the poem, Levertov, describes how two girls find something profound in a line of poetry that the author herself did not intend to write about.
I liked how the author was not upset about the girls finding something deeper in her piece than she intended. In fact, she described "the secret" the girls had found in the poetry, as a secret she had forgot about and was not able to find anymore. It is a great description of how poetry can have ambiguous meanings.
The poem is split into nine stanzas, and the stanzas are all four lines each. It is interesting how each of the sentences or lines are split up because it makes the poem choppier than it needs to be. The last line of each sentence has either one or two words.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Passing Afternoon (Poetry Blog #12)
So, this blog I decided to interpret song lyrics. I chose Passing Afternoon by Iron & Wine. The lyricist for this band, Sam Beam, although a little melancholy with his song, really writes great poetic imagery for his lyrics.
There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
Her baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
So, I think that this song is very personal or it is a story, but from what I understood, it is about lost love. I think that the women he loved married someone else even though she was in love with him.
One of my favorite parts in this song is when the lyrics all go through the seasons from Summer-Fall-Winter, but never to Spring. Like i said, Sam Beam is very melancholy.
Anyway, this is what I interpreted:
1st Stanza- She was married and had kids and is fine
2nd Stanza- She is losing hope and is becoming a little scattered but "believe[s] in the hymns her mother sings" and what she thinks is right and what she should do.
3rd Stanza- Her children get older and they leave, and she loses faith in her marriage and leaves it in her memories when everything was good.
4th Stanza- She forgets her love for the narrator while she cares for her kids and keeps herself busy, but he never forgets her.
5th Stanza- Now when he is older and thinks about it, she probably thinks about him, but she goes back to her marriage and puts it in the past.
and.........I have no idea what the last line means.....hahah
There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
Her baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
So, I think that this song is very personal or it is a story, but from what I understood, it is about lost love. I think that the women he loved married someone else even though she was in love with him.
One of my favorite parts in this song is when the lyrics all go through the seasons from Summer-Fall-Winter, but never to Spring. Like i said, Sam Beam is very melancholy.
Anyway, this is what I interpreted:
1st Stanza- She was married and had kids and is fine
2nd Stanza- She is losing hope and is becoming a little scattered but "believe[s] in the hymns her mother sings" and what she thinks is right and what she should do.
3rd Stanza- Her children get older and they leave, and she loses faith in her marriage and leaves it in her memories when everything was good.
4th Stanza- She forgets her love for the narrator while she cares for her kids and keeps herself busy, but he never forgets her.
5th Stanza- Now when he is older and thinks about it, she probably thinks about him, but she goes back to her marriage and puts it in the past.
and.........I have no idea what the last line means.....hahah
The Possibility (Poetry Blog #11)
Wow, this poem is really pessimistic...but I guess it is interesting.
The general theme I got from the poem was the feeling of hopelessness and a tone of detachment or apathy. I was expecting a little glimpse of hope at the end...I guess not, but I think that is what made it unique.
I noticed that the flower is a recurring metaphor throughout the poem, so I think I'll just interpret the poem stanza by stanza.
1st Stanza- For some reason the first two lines he describes makes me feel as there is some sort of detachment, and that is why he has "lost the possibility of good."
2nd Stanza- He used to find beauty in the world, but now he sees nothing but a flower and there is no feelings towards it anymore.
3rd Stanza- This part was difficult for me to understand, but I think that the author is saying something that he should think but doesn't. Work is supposed to be good, but it isn't to him; maybe he doesn't like work because it makes him think. I interpreted the last to lines to elementary-ish words to help me understand it and it turned out like this- "Unless working was a way of wasting away me being alone." i still don't understand the point he was trying to make...
4th stanza- Being alone was good for awhile, and he thought it would get better, but he was wrong.
5th stanza- The first two lines of this, I think, are referring to the first lines of the poem, but are making the once beautiful comparisons to something ugly and overwhelming, the way he feels. The flower is no longer open to him, therefore, the possibility of him to see beauty again recedes, or passes.
Kind of sad. I'd like to know that if the poet really felt this way, that he'd have another possibility to be good and happy again.
The general theme I got from the poem was the feeling of hopelessness and a tone of detachment or apathy. I was expecting a little glimpse of hope at the end...I guess not, but I think that is what made it unique.
I noticed that the flower is a recurring metaphor throughout the poem, so I think I'll just interpret the poem stanza by stanza.
1st Stanza- For some reason the first two lines he describes makes me feel as there is some sort of detachment, and that is why he has "lost the possibility of good."
2nd Stanza- He used to find beauty in the world, but now he sees nothing but a flower and there is no feelings towards it anymore.
3rd Stanza- This part was difficult for me to understand, but I think that the author is saying something that he should think but doesn't. Work is supposed to be good, but it isn't to him; maybe he doesn't like work because it makes him think. I interpreted the last to lines to elementary-ish words to help me understand it and it turned out like this- "Unless working was a way of wasting away me being alone." i still don't understand the point he was trying to make...
4th stanza- Being alone was good for awhile, and he thought it would get better, but he was wrong.
5th stanza- The first two lines of this, I think, are referring to the first lines of the poem, but are making the once beautiful comparisons to something ugly and overwhelming, the way he feels. The flower is no longer open to him, therefore, the possibility of him to see beauty again recedes, or passes.
Kind of sad. I'd like to know that if the poet really felt this way, that he'd have another possibility to be good and happy again.
Break (Poetry Blog #10)
This is the blog that I will not be writing....if that makes sense......Thanks(:
Monday, November 1, 2010
For the Sleepwalkers (Poetry Blog #9)
I really liked this poem!
It had great imagery and comparisons, it flowed kind of like a story, and it was dreamy.(:
I'm not sure if it supposed to be taken literal, but even if it isn't, I guess I interpreted it in a way that really appealed to me. The bed reminded me of a safe place or a "shell" to hide in, and sleepwalking reminded me of doing what you feel and want to do.
When it says "raise their arms and welcome the darkness" and "we learn to trust our hearts like that" I thought it was like taking a risk and being open to the unknown when pursuing what you want. Also, when it says, "they always wake up as themselves again" I thought that was cool because it seemed like if you do what you want you'll always be the same person you always were.
The poem is 27 lines and each stanza has 3 lines each. There is no rhyme scheme, but each line has around the same number of words.
This was a fun poem to read.(:
It had great imagery and comparisons, it flowed kind of like a story, and it was dreamy.(:
I'm not sure if it supposed to be taken literal, but even if it isn't, I guess I interpreted it in a way that really appealed to me. The bed reminded me of a safe place or a "shell" to hide in, and sleepwalking reminded me of doing what you feel and want to do.
When it says "raise their arms and welcome the darkness" and "we learn to trust our hearts like that" I thought it was like taking a risk and being open to the unknown when pursuing what you want. Also, when it says, "they always wake up as themselves again" I thought that was cool because it seemed like if you do what you want you'll always be the same person you always were.
The poem is 27 lines and each stanza has 3 lines each. There is no rhyme scheme, but each line has around the same number of words.
This was a fun poem to read.(:
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