But it was pretty clear that she struggles with materialism towards the beginning because she says “that laid my goods now in dust”. She is trying to say that when her house went up in flames she couldn’t save her stuff because they were already burnt. But towards the end of the poem she says “Yet by His gift is made thine own” saying that she now knows God’s gift is stronger than all material gifts. The Native American poems were called “The Sky Tree”, “The Earth Only”, and “Coyote Finishes His Work”. A common trend within all was that they were myths in the Native American culture.
‘Not God’” Sister Leopolda refers to Maries Indian heritage as the devil, darkness, and the dark one (Erdrich). This is how she convinces Marie that she needs the physical abuse of being burned with boiling water and being nearly put into an oven. Once Marie realizes that her background isn’t something to be ashamed of or something evil she leaves the convent. However, the trauma continues to haunt her throughout her life. Her hatred towards Christianity allows to keep herself in check but in “Flesh and Blood” when she goes to see Sister Leopolda on her deathbed her trauma is manifested when she tries to prove her strength at whatever cost.
Her desperation and all-consuming love for him became a source of idolatry in her life, and thus, an unholy endeavor in her life. For her, hell was separation from her son, and heaven was reunion with him. This is quite different from the other Ghosts’ perceptions of heaven and hell. I believe that Lewis (1973) uses this to challenge the audience to consider their own perceptions of heaven and hell, and to consider how the fall of humanity is reflected in their own
Through this autobiography written by Clare, she makes full confessions but distances herself from these crimes throughout the novel. She battles with her conscience over her part in their deaths as she “let slip” to key anti-apartheid about their whereabouts. She obsesses over her guilt so much so that her conscience manifests itself into recurring nightmares, insomnia and the appearance of Nora’s ghost. Her autobiography, Absolution, is her means of “self-exorcism” of her guilty demons. Through this, Clare not only struggles with her guilt but also her motivations in her sister’s betrayal.
In her poems she discusses many tragedies that happened in her life such as; the burning of her house and the death of her two grandchildren all of which she thinks were signs from God. She describes the burning of her home as a message from God not to rely on materialistic things as she says , “And when I could no longer look, I blest His name that gave and took”(SITE). Although all of her belongings were taken from her she still had Gods faith to keep her together. In the death of her Granddaughter she
‘A Mother In A Refugee Camp’ is a tragic and emotive poem, written by Chinua Achebe. The poet describes the hardship of refugee camps and the difficulty of accepting the death of those you truly care about. The poem exemplifies this struggle by describing the mother’s love for the child through direct description of the “mother’s pride” and her “tenderness for” her son. The word “pride” makes her feelings clear and the use of the comparison to “Madonna and Child” amplifies her tenderness. The poet lists tactile imagery which emphasise the mother’s loving actions, “she had bathed him And rubbed him down with bare palms”.
In other words, the overwhelming force to follow and chase after so-called ideals blinds people from the truth and pushes them to believe in whatever the social norm claims to be correct. For example, in Fahrenheit 451, readers discover that it is Mildred, Montag’s own wife, who betrays him for the comfort of not being suspected herself. Even as she is leaving the burning house, her only concern is for the parlor walls, as depicted when Bradbury describes her to be “mumbling, ‘Poor family, poor family, oh everything gone, everything, everything gone now ...’” (Bradbury 116). Through this small excerpt, readers can identify how materialistic her mindset is and realize that her priorities are highly disorganized. Not only does she disregard her husband’s life, but she also places the importance of parlor walls above him.
In Dudley Randall’s poem “Ballad of Birmingham,” The poem is about a church bombing in Birmingham. The main idea is that even when you're trying to keep someone safe, they can be harmed. The poem supported this by saying the daughter can’t go to the freedom march because her mother was scared for her, and it said, “The mother smiled to know her child Was in the sacred place.” This quote shows her mother thought she was in a safe place but she gets harmed anyways. The mood is terror, it shows this by repeatedly showing the mother feared for her being harmed, as she says, “No, baby, no, you may not go, For I fear those guns will fire.” In Claude McKay’s “America.” Claude Mckay’s poem is about someone in America, facing the problems the mercy-less country throws at him. They say in the poem, “Although she feeds me the bread of bitterness…” Saying that
The grandmother uses Jesus as a scapegoat to show how she is a child of God while the Misfit tells of how he really perceives Jesus and that there is no justification of his actions. In the event of the car accident, the Grandmother was left with a physical crisis that quickly showed as her family was sent off into the woods to be killed one by one. This soon transitioned to a spiritual crisis both between the Grandmother and the Misfit as she uses Jesus's name to try and escape her fate. This spiritual crisis leads the characters to express their personal conception of reality and how they perceive the revelation of the situation that they are in. The Grandmother has a sense that reality should revolve around her and that she should manipulate tools such as religion to benefit her outcome.
As per Lia’s parents reasoning, her condition was as a result of the loss of her soul following an incident with her older sister. The parent’s believed that at the incident where her sister slammed the door to their apartment, the sound frightened away her soul and thus leading to her condition. Rather than the parents seeing the illness for what it was, they viewed it from a spiritual point of view and thereby becoming equivocal and uncertain of the capability of the western medicine. In spite of the fact that they irregularly administered the prescribed dosage, they sort to treat Lia with shamanism, animal sacrifices, and their very own traditional herbal
The first stanza of Emily Dickinson’s poem “I Felt a Funeral, in my Brain” hones in on the noxious idea of Dickinson’s own death, through creating a sad and dark mood. The first line, “I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,” talks about a loss of memories and images in her brain (1). It is as if her thoughts are gone from her mind, the most central and essential part of the body, and she is saying goodbye to them, like a funeral does for a person. Because she is a writer, not being able to express herself through words, which she uses her brain for, would be a nightmare for her. Dickinson’s diction choices, such as “treading” and “sense breaking through” portray an internal fight occurring, with sense finally being the concept to tip her over, making
“The devil is waiting for them, hell is gaping for them, the flames gather and flash about them, and would fain lay hold on them, and swallow them up.” (Edwards) The differences in the Bradstreet’s poem, God was taking the house to help her move on with her life. “It was His own, it was not mine, far be it that I should repine; he might of all justly bereft.” (Bradstreet) Even though everything she own was gone, she still has god by her side and blest his name. The feelings in both of the stories are very depressing and frightening. In Bradstreet’s, when you’re reading it, it sounds like the main person was very scared and didn’t know what was happening. After running out she blest god for saving her.
She told me to tell his mother not to cry loudly; that may disturb the rounds. On those days, we just obeyed them blindly, since that was the tradition. I tried to comfort the mother; we wept together silently. That mottled body, pale, half-way closed eyes, and bluish lips haunted me for several nights. I felt anger to God and started bargaining with God, and asked why do we have to die?