Desiree’s dependence on her husband and her unloving environment drove her to her own freedom and independence. “A White Heron” shows a nine-year-old girls reaction to the intrusion of a young man into her feminine and natural world. The story was set in the late nineteenth century and Sylvia’s close connection with nature set her apart from other people. This is first shown when Sylvia arrived at her grandmothers farm for the first time, Sylvia whispers “that this is a beautiful place to live in, and never should wish go home” (Jewett 695). At this time in history it is easy to imagine a young girl living in rural isolation on her grandmother’s farm, seeing few people other than her grandmother.
Eric Peuterbaugh English 19 September 2012 William Carlos Williams William’s “To Waken An Old Lady” In this poem the speaker is attempting to portray the life of a woman. More specifically, the poem is speaking of the later years and eventual death of an old lady. The title of this poem is a metaphor for the afterlife of an old lady. Her death leads to her awakening. The speaker uses, “a flight of small cheeping birds,” as a metaphor for old age (2-3).
Using figures of speech, including metaphors and imagery, Momaday demonstrates his attitude towards this place with a yearning voice, reminiscent tone, and an inspiring style. In the first sentence of paragraph 14, Momaday compares the silence in his grandmother’s house to the kind you encounter in funerals. He uses the metaphor, “funeral silence in the rooms” to set the stage for the solemn tone. To Momaday, if the rooms happened to be overflowing with chatty people, the house would still be just as quiet as the day his grandmother died. This metaphor reveals Momaday knows that his grandmother’s house will never be the same without his grandmother alive.
It makes the readers notice the simple and unknown urban wildlife that can be found essentially everywhere in the city, and the wildlife is living with humans. Crow Planet makes us notice that we are part of nature and live with nature. The book is an essential book, especially for those of us living with humanity and all forms of life in urban places. Haupt's wisdom and passion gracefully carries the readers through the text. Her vision for the integrity of a holistic life is inspiring and I undoubtedly will return to this book time and again.
The conflict of this poem was choosing the correct road even when both roads look exactly the same, don’t be scared of one that is less traveled. The speaker resolved this conflict by choosing the road less traveled. In the poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” the speaker is talking about stopping in the woods of someone he doesn’t know and watching the woods feel with snow all the while his horse thinks it is awkward to be doing so. The conflict of the poem is the speaker doesn’t want to be seen in the woods and he has miles to go before he can sleep. I don’t think that the conflict was resolved because the speaker still has miles to go to sleep however he did take the time to see the beauty of the snow in the wooded trees.
* poem "drifters" about a family who continuously pack belongings and move, to mothers disapproval * mother dreams of settling down, building a house she can call home. but each time that they move, part of this dream dies. "she won't even ask....wish". * tone used in quote regret. mother regrets leaving house because she wants to settle down but she is also getting sick moving around and has given up hope starting new life.
On my second interview with my grandmother I had the honor of reading her a poem Nurse and Peron (Touhy, Jett, 2010, p.350). While reading to my 97 year old grandmother I happened to look over at her. I felt and saw a sense of sadness. Even though my grandmother never personally experienced Alzheimer's disease, she had close friends that had succumb to the illness. Growing up I remember my grandfather passing away at the young age of 60, although he did not pass from Alzheimer's disease, he did battle with a chronic illness that left him debilitated.
Just as she used time of day in The Violets, she uses seasons to symbolise a time in her life. Autumn symbolises her middle age. In this stanza she paints a grim picture of her innocence lost as she has become aware of age and death by saying “we stand, two friends of middle age by your parents’ grave in silence among the avenues of the dead.” The reason she has chosen to set this part of the poem at the grave of her friend’s parents because of her love for her own parents, and she deeply empathises with her friend’s loss. It is typical in her poetry that, when the present becomes too miserable, Harwood will transcend the current time and return to a happier memory. However in this poem she cannot find a happier memory and recalls a dream instead, “I dreamed once long ago, that we walked among day-bright flowers.” Her use of positive imagery such as the “day-bright flowers” lightens the mood and achieves the same effect of the memories in The Violets, as she stops thinking of death and causes the reader to forget the unhappy nature of the initial memory and be emotionally moved by the warmth of the following memory where she is “secure in my father’s arms.” In her poems The Violets, Father and Child and At Mornington Gwen Harwood demonstrates through her use of memories, her loss of innocence, the love for her parents and how quickly time moves.
For instance she moves like the “pendulum in a grandfather clock,” which steadily marks time alone. The beginning of the story simply explains the loneliness of Phoenix in many ways. Phoenix herself says that she is walking in the sleep of the abandoned cabins and trees with dead leaves. This path that she walked through to get to her grandson was cold, deadly, and lonely. She probably wouldn’t even take a path like this one if it wasn’t for her grandson she loved so
Even the hardest of people need somebody to talk to every once in a while. Over the next few paragraphs of the letter, the writer indirectly indicates her loneliness; personifying her cat and going over her day and her work routine and her daily surroundings with extraordinary details. “I, too, walk to work, through the fudgy air and over clumps of moss. The first month we were here I couldn't walk without stopping to touch the fallen clumps. They looked like wig hair, damaged and knotted, but felt like duck feathers.” It is typical for a fiction story to describe surroundings with such detail, but since this was written as a letter to someone, the use of detail is used to emphasize the loneliness of the writer, since she probably has nobody else to listen to what she has to say.