Thursday, December 8, 2011

Response to "The Gladness of Nature

The Gladness of Nature 
by William Cullen Bryant

Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,
When our mother Nature laughs around;
When even the deep blue heavens look glad,
And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground?

There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren,
And the gossip of swallows through all the sky;
The ground-squirrel gaily chirps by his den,
And the wilding bee hums merrily by.

The clouds are at play in the azure space
And their shadows at play on the bright-green vale,
And here they stretch to the frolic chase,
And there they roll on the easy gale.

There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower,
There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree,
There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower,
And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.

And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles
On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray,
On the leaping waters and gay young isles;
Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away.


Response to Poem:



I chose to write about the poem The Gladness of Nature because it was very uplifting and positive.


In the first stanza the poem begins by asking why we are so sad when the world around us looks so happy. She explains how everything around us is beautiful and implies that we look at every thing negatively even though its not all that bad.
In the next stanza she talks about the ear pleasing sounds of birds, little burrowing squirrels, and buzzing bees to show how happy all the animals are. I think that the author picked these animals because birds represent soaring above new heights, squirrels represent that even though you may be below the rest (how squirrels burrow under the ground) you can still live contently, and bees because they have a lot of work just as we do and they remain positive.
She goes on in to the third stanza to describe how non-living things like clouds and shadows are frolicking and happy. I think she is comparing clouds and shadows to tough times. I believe she used this metaphor because even when we feel like we are in the dark or in a rough patch, if we just stop and look around in reality nothing is trying to bring us down; even our own shadows are smiling at us!
Stanza four talks mostly about plants such as the leaves of an aspen bower, beechen trees, fruit, flowers and then talks about a brook leading to the sea. She compare gladness with plants because even though they face harsh weather, and sometimes struggle to survive, they still remain beautiful and look as if they are as happy as ever.
The last stanza is basically about the sun casting smiles with his rays over earth. I think she makes a whole stanza about the sun to emphasize that it is the reason for nature and one thing can make a whole world of nature smile. I think that she is implying that if just one person smiles constantly and remains positive a chain reaction takes place make everyone glad.
The point of this poem is if nature is so positive, why can’t humans be? It mainly talked about how we should be happy because nature and the world around us is constantly smiling at us. I think what William Cullen Bryant is getting at is that we are living in a beautiful world full of positive things and we drown them in negativity.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Response to "My Friend Pain"

My Friend, Pain
Kaitlin Schmidt



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One thing seems certain
Trust doesn't last long in each person.
It comes and goes depending on fit,
It is only used when there's a benefit
No time to waste, no true learning
Just trust me for now, forget the hurting
You know you will go through sooner or later,
But the selfish need is always created.

If you are like me, trust comes easily
No one’s looking out for you just yourself if you're lucky.
The pain you get at the very end
Is not what you seek but becomes your best friend.
A friend you hate but is always there
Always shows up when life seems fair
Your friend comes along
Putting you back on the path you strayed from.

And before you know it the path looks familiar,
Showing the signs you ignored earlier.
Reaching for your hand your friend holds tight
As you try to pull away with all of your might.
As your aching heart sinks
You realize again it is happening.

No, I can't go through this again you scream
With no one around you listening
To the terror in your voice, again you're drawn in
Your trust attaches to the new person
Who will cause you more pain.
So come along friend, here we go again

Next time maybe it will be different
And you're spirits will be lifted
But you truly doubt
Anyone can pull you out
Of this pattern.
The worst you don't want to fathom.


Response To Poem:

The poem “My Friend Pain” is about how everyone goes trough some sort of pain and it is impossible to avoid and always there. 

In the first stanza I think the author expresses his feelings on trust. He says that he is certain trust doesn’t last long and comes and goes depending on when you need it. I think what he’s basically saying is that we are all selfish and are only trustworthy when it benefits ourselves. He says we all do this and everyone goes through this. I actually agree with this statement. While I think being trustworthy is beyond important, I also think we’ve all had those times where we’ve let someone down which is a very selfish thing to do knowing a person placed trust in you.
In the second stanza he goes on about how trust is easy for him because he only trusts himself and how pain is like a friend that’s always there. That “friend” seems to show up
 right when things are going good and puts you in the same pain you started out with. I think he compares pain to a friend because many friends aren’t trustworthy or reliable yet we keep them around and forgive them to often just like how pain is always there but only strikes sometimes.
The third and fourth stanzas discusses how the path of pain is familiar and how it feels to be in pain. I think what he means in this stanza is that we never realize how much pain were in until it’s to late to escape it. You try and try to be happy and pick yourself up but pain just pulls you down and the “friend” you thought you had just keeps drowning you in pain when they should be the ones helping you out. When you’re in this sort of pain and desperation you attach to a new friend and give them your trust only for the whole cycle to go on again.
The last stanza serves as an explanation to why we keep falling into this same pattern. We do this because we think this friend will be different, but you know in the back of your mind that it won’t be. So then again we let pain win and the cycle goes on and on and on...
By this poem I can concur that the author believes that the main source of pain comes from said to be “good” things in life such as friends.

Friday, December 2, 2011

Response to "Get Drunk"


Get Drunk
Charles Baudelaire


Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.But get drunk.
And if you sometimes happen to wake up
on the porches of a palace,
in the green grass of a ditch,
in the dismal loneliness of your own room,
your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock,
ask everything that flees,
everything that groans
or rolls
or sings,
everything that speaks,
ask what time it is;
and the wind,
the wave,
the star,
the bird,
the clock
will answer you:
"Time to get drunk!
Don't be martyred slaves of Time,
Get drunk!
Stay drunk!
On wine, virtue, poetry, whatever!"


Response To Poem:

When I first read the title of this poem combined with the first few lines I was 
sure that this poem had been written by either a crazy alcoholic, but as I read 
on, I discovered that the author didn't really mean drunk as in intoxicated but 
as in overcome or dominated by a strong feeling or emotion. When the Charles
Baudelaire is telling the readers to "get drunk" he means be overcome, taken 
over, by the things in life that make you happy.

The beginning of the poem starts off by telling the readers not onlythat all they 
need to do is get drunk, but it's absolutely necessary and unavoidable to be
drunk! He says in order not to feel burdened by time which crushes you have to 
be drunk on something to keep you going and make you happy. If you start to 
wake up on the porches of a palace,in the green grass of a ditch or in the dismal 
loneliness of your own room then go back into being drunk! What I think the author
means by the porches of a palace is when you're not drunk or overcome by something
great, you're constantly waiting out side of some grand thing or opportunity unable to get 
in. When he says unable to get out of a ditch he means get out of someplace that you do
not want to be. He doesn't want you to be lonley, he wants you to be drunk. When you
ask anything what time it is they'll all tell you time to get drunk because even the most
inanimate things know that the secret to life is to be drunk. So don't be punished or killed
by time or be a slave of time, be happy and stay happy on whatever it is that keeps you 
going and makes you happy! 


Even though this poem maybe deceiving, it has a good, valid point. Be overcome with
whatever pleases you and you'll have a wonderful life full of happiness! I think what 
the author is trying to get a cross is that no matter what do what makes you happy 
and that being drunk is in fact the key to life. This poem is a prime example of how 
you should live your life and I agree with it one hundred percent. This is how I try and
live my life and how I feel every one should live their lives. It's simply a great poem 
to live by!







Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Response to "The Young Man's Song"

The Young Man's Song
by W. B. Yeats

I whispered, "I am too young,"  
And then, "I am old enough";   
Wherefore I threw a penny   
To find out if I might love.   
"Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair,"   
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,   
I am looped in the loops of her hair.   
   
Oh, love is the crooked thing,   
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,   
For he would be thinking of love   
Till the stars had run away,   
And the shadows eaten the moon.   
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon. 

Response To Poem:

In the first two lines the poem begins by stating that the author may be in that awkward stage between boy and man where he is still young but is finally old enough to begin to love. In lines three and four he questions his ability to love and 
whether or not he should. In line eight he admits in being caught up and with a woman's beauty and wrapped around her finger.
The first three lines of the second stanza demonstrate how love is never straightforward or simple and no one had enough intelligence or experience to find out everything about love and all it can be. If anyone tried to analyze and attempt to
figure out love it would take them all eternity which is why it is never to soon to begin loving as demonstrated in the fourth,fifth, sixth, and eighth lines of the second stanza. 
I think he asks a penny for advice rather than a actual human being because pennies have been around for hundreds of years and are wise and honest just like the man on printed on its surface. 
The main theme of this poem is that you can never start loving too soon because there is so much to learn about love and not a lot of time to retain all the knowledge or even be introduced to it all. I strongly agree with this poem because I also believe that we only have one life and we must live and love as much as we can before we die but we should also be cautious about who we love and whether we waste our time on them. This idea is demonstrated in the sixth line in the first stanza where the penny is telling the young man to love but only if the lady be young and fair. I think this means make sure who you chose to love is worth your time before you go and give them your heart. Sometimes you have to forget what you want to remember what you deserve in love and I think that one line says it all.
I can relate to this poem, not necessarily in a romantic way, but in a friendship and family sense. I have found through experience that it is far better to love than hate but love sometimes confuses me. No one knows exactly how to explain love or figure it out but its better to love as much and as soon as we can so that we can learn.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Poetry is dead.


I would have to disagree with the idea that poetry is dead, but I do think that we are killing it. If it is "dead" then why do most people recognize these names: Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost, and  Shakespeare? These authors wrote some of the most powerful pieces of literature read by millions around the world. I feel that our intellect and curiosity of writing is dying rather that poetry itself. Society these days is simply unable to grasp the meaning of a good poem and often overlook their true meanings. Poems are special pieces of literature because they express so much emotion while still leaving room for the reader to relate and remain curious. Many people wonder, “Why can’t the poet just say what they mean?” but I think that is the beauty of poetry; it’s art. Depending on what format you use and the tone you choose in order to convey a message, you can make the poem sad, happy, peaceful, exciting, chilling, beautiful, what ever you want! The words really jump off the page and spark emotion as you find the authors inspiration and get a glimpse of their inter most feelings. If other pieces of literature such as books, novels, articles, etc., are said to have such an impact and  value in our lives then how could the most inspirational and emotional piece of writing not have value to us? Poems are such a beautiful combination of writing and art that can never die unless killed by society’s lack of intelligence, intellect, and respect for good literature.