“Up the Slide” and “Hatchet” are stories written by two different authors, about two different people with their own individual journeys. There are differences between these two stories, but there are also similarities. For example, both Brian and Clay study the place they are going to travel through before beginning their journeys. Clay “studied the cliff thoroughly before attempting it” and noticed that the small dead pine was in an “out-of-the-way place” and on the river side the mountain was scarred and gullied and gored. Brian noticed that “there were tall pines, the kind with no limbs until very close to the top, with a gentle breeze sighing in them, but not too much low brush” and two hundred yards up there seemed to be a belt of thick, lower brush starting—about ten or twelve feet high—and that formed a wall he could not see through.
Rimbaud The Drunken Boat Introduction Arthur Rimbaud was a french poet that lived in Paris during the second half of the nineteenth century. He is remembered for his writing of three major works: The Drunken Boat, Illuminations, and A Season in Hell. Of the three, The Drunken Boat is the most celebrated; it is filled with symbolic exaggerations and metaphorical clauses. In fact, his work was the poetic equivalent to the impressionist and symbolist movements that were developing in all branches of the arts at that time. Rimbaud has had a profound effect on many celebrated poets since his death in late 1891 after being diagnosed with cancer.
(Title) Edgar Allen Poe wrote his stories during the Romantic Literary movement. This movement began with the book published by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe titled “The Sorrows of Young Werther”. Authors during this time period (1770-1860) included Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, and Henry Longfellow. Yet one author who was the most prominent at this time was Edgar Allen Poe. Poe’s writing style demonstrated the knowledge of the human mind, the fears that haunt human being, and the work of literary genius.
I came here from the downtown neighborhood of Sacramento, California. Although midtown is loaded with trees of all kinds, an urban forest really, it is nothing compared to the majesty of my backyard forest here in Shasta. I found myself in these woods, my spirit activated deeply and found its purpose. I discovered my children and who they were then, and who they still now are becoming. For 12 years the three of us have immersed ourselves in the river together.
An Explanation of the Contrasts of Language used in “Silent Spring” Rachel Carson, presents a story of life in the country in her book “Silent Spring” (see Ref. 1). Where the world was once a comfortable place to live in, and nature all around us was pleasing to the human eye, this was all about to change and not for the better. It was the spring a wonderful time of the year, a season full of beauty a radiance of colours, birds sang in chorus, on the trees where they perched and ate the healthy berries that had ripened on the trees. The grass in the fields, where of different shades, some with tints of yellow where the sun had beamed down and scorched the grass, this was the glorious and beautiful countryside.
Clement Clarke Moore’s, “A Visit from St. Nick,” Ernest Lawrence Thayer “Casey at the Bat,” and “Annabel Lee,” by Edgar Allen Poe are three very intriguing poems. Clement Clarke Moore story will give the reader a reminiscent time by extracting their childhood times. Lawrence’s story “Casey ate the Bat” explains the audacity of the prideful man. Finally, the well-known poet, Edgar Allen Poe leads us to believe he is truly in love with a girl he met in the childhood years of his life. Each story is unique in its own way.
He stood and looked down one road as far as he could to where it bends in the undergrowth. So he decides to take the other road and having perhaps the better claims, because it was grassy and wanted wear, although as far as the passing, both were the same. (Frost 1916) Although in different form it is evidenced that both literary works are on some of kind journey. The writer uses imagery as well to describe how she is also on a journey that allowed her to cross over a river. While standing there looking down at the stepping stones remembering each one.
Many people picnicking here, families just having good times together. Walking down a trail I see a small glass with water and inside a cigarette put out. The water at this lake seems much greener than all the other water in the park. Hiking more I become aware of all the fungus. I ask Aaron what he thought of the lake and he responds, “I'm surprised to see this many types of mushroom fruiting in early October.
We look for the morels they are the ones that look like a cone shaped sponge, and have a rich and fantastic flavor like no other mushroom. Once we arrive at the woods we sometimes have to walk several miles through think forests and thorns and only find a few. But other times we find the mother load. As we comb the woods, creek beds, fields and around the edges, we explore nature. Sometimes we find animal skeletons and each of us try to guess what kind of animal it is.
Growing up my family relocated to the city where my interest in the natural world diminished and it was not until a visit back to my hometown that my vision for my future became clear. I found direction and I felt excited and fortunate to have found a dream that incorporated my love and rediscovered passion. I was raised in the mountains where I was able to enjoy all of nature’s beauty; from the snow covered peaks to the forest lined slopes that hid natural ponds full of life. The most unique thing I remember was the cow graveyard where the livestock retreated to perish. I would wander the hills in curiosity, exploring, and asking questions