January was finally nearing its closure and God had allowed the wind to breathe again, and to ripple through our summer-tortured air that hung heavily on my shoulders. I was making my way to the Carramar tribe when my ivory stallion noticed the crystal sparkles of a nearby billabong. With no denying the horse of pure satisfaction, I allowed her to canter excitingly over to her relief. I strolled without purpose through the maze of dead grass, tall enough to keep me camouflaged. My eyes wandered through the blades stretching to the sky when they settled on a young Aboriginal girl weaving a basket by a small bark hut.
The silent pause that accompanies the text is suddenly broken to the sweet sound of tweeting birds (introduction to ‘the hills are alive’ in the sound of music) This cheery sounding tweeting accompanied by the question indicates that Elvis’ twin sister is a good thing. It portrays her sweet character opposed to what we imagine a famous celebrity like Elvis would be. Then video then cuts to footage of a nun speaking and other nuns tending a herb garden behind her. The video has a sepia effect on it to soften the colours and suggest to the viewer that the nun is the good example in the essay. This introduces the idea of Elvis’ sister’s spirituality, being a nun.
The lyrics “the stars are her only, lonely companion”, directly translates why this song gives a lonely aura. The lyrics are basically saying that snowflakes are her only friends. Also the lyrics, “send your stars and your down to me” is her directly asking for them and it seems that she finds comfort in the snowflakes. The lyrics “falling to the sleepy lands” seems as though she seeks comfort in them to help her fall asleep. To farther elaborate on the lonely concept, “I am ready to catch them in my hands”, shows that she is open to the snowflakes, it truly sees them as a companion of her
She just asks him what he wants. Holden, having heard a little kid incorrectly singing a poem by Robert Burns, simply answers this. “Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around that's big, I mean-except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff.
Listening to the lyrics you can tell it’s about a girl who’s running from home and more so from a parent’s prospective after finding the note she left. This song is appeared to be the “sad track”. “Lucy in the sky with diamonds”, “Mr. Kite”, “Good morning good morning”, “Within you without you”, all have very unique styles and different instruments were used to create these unique styles. The Beatles go from all different styles starting from being a typical rock band using just bass/guitar’s and drums to orchestra instruments such as the harp.
death - (Adelaide, ghost town) Songs that sing of sad events but ultimately instill hopeful in the end- (deeper water, to her door, how to make gravy) Paragraph one: In Paul Kelly’s anthology of songs, he has created a number of mellow songs that are primarily about despairing characters and provide no sense of hope to listeners. Winter coat- ‘And my old winter coat still hangs by my front door, Holding all the stories I don't remember anymore.’ Love never runs on time – ‘Ah you know and I know that love never runs on time. I followed that old river 'til the morning. I stopped I don't remember the name of the town.’ Paragraph two: Furthermore, Kelly's collection of songs explores a grave sense of sadness as a result of losing a loved one and evidently there is a limited amount of optimism that can be perceived. Adelaide- ‘Dad's hands used to shake but I never knew he was
ENG 220 She Walks in Beauty by George Gordon, Lord Byron She Walks in Beauty is a poem written in 1814 by Lord Byron. It is believed Byron wrote the poem after meeting his cousin in black mourning clothes. The poem describes her outer appearance as a symbol of her inner beauty and purity. Poets like Lord Byron use their poetic structures to reflect what the poem’s main concerns are. Poetic form; stanzas and meter, and content; what the poem is about, are always connected and go side by side.
When Whitman is still trying to accept the death of Lincoln, for example, “the shy and hidden bird” is singing its song from “secluded recesses” (Whitman 18-19). Later, the thrush sings his song “loud and strong” as it flies through the trees (164). This in turn symbolizes that Whitman’s initial weakness has faded, and he has come to accept Lincoln’s death. As the thrush completes his journey and comes full circle, so also does Whitman realize that “the wondrous chant” of the thrush can never be mimicked, and the best tribute he can pay is “the echo aroused in [his] soul:” this poem (199-200). His previous worries now quelled, Whitman pens this elegy in which he uses the thrush to symbolize the changing continuum of emotions he
Further into “There Will Come Soft Rains” the author posts the actual poem : There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pools, singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white, Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn, Would scarcely know that we were gone. Personally I really like this poem by Sara Teasdale. When reading her poem you can imagine the frogs and the wild plum trees. You can hear the robin’s whistling and the smell of the ground.
It relates to all of the readers senses to give us a feeling of inclusion on the journey. To begin with, the poem ‘Dying’ is a fairly composed and peaceful one, at that. The mere fact that the appearance of an ordinary, insignificant fly opens the poem is quite startling as to how it would associate with the death of a human. By the end of the poem however, we are aware of the huge significance of the fly, as being the centrepiece of the poem itself. The first stanza opens with the poet writing in the first person.