Under such a silver-lined sky I hurry, small under it, head bent in deep concern for this park’s walk, hellish and pulled ahead by my hell-bent beagle Sergeant. With my wind-filled black collar blown back, with a brown-and-white Sergeant ear wind-turned inside out, the pup pulls me on by empty park bench after empty park bench, empty benches without an old man to catch his hat from blowing off, empty benches without an old woman to rest her inflamed feet, empty benches into which lovers’ names remain engraved. We rush past the melancholic burnt oranges and rusts and deep purples of the fall trees along this walk only to overhear our vanquished futures spoken by the river’s dark water trickling over black rocks. And so we travel from the depths …show more content…
It has been said Chief Littlebean leaps off his mare and stumbles in- to Dances with Light’s wigwam and his Shawnee wife draws in her breath and clutches her heart when the bleeding ho we se of Chief Strongstalk, her dead lover, is flung before her naked feet. An End: A Dream in which I Die Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee. Ernest Hemingway, “A Clean Well Lighted Place” Black blood soaks and stains my castle towers. My midnight watchmen’s faces are cracked with footprint in mud. The Jester chuckles while sitting on my throne, And I hang, With both my wife and son, And rant and rave with a tongue Throttled out, And listen to the Jester’s punchline with two deaf ears dead— Above the usurped throne of The Kingdom of
He travels through “that land of death” (Service v.29) which in many ways liken the underworld, carrying his dead friend’s grinning, frozen body. The cold “stabbed like a driven nail” (Service v.14) eats away at our hero, similar to the way it was eating Sam, taking his will to live and therefore taking his life. The hero is traveling through the frigid Arctic where “the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe” (Service v.18), “The Northern Lights have seen queer sights” (Service v.5) and “while the huskies, round in a ring, howled out their woes to the homeless snows” (Service v.35-36). These powerful lines depict how amazing and exotic the Canadian landscape really is, but also, at the same time, how easily can someone feel lonely and empty in this place. The speaker gives us an image of the long, cold nights, surrounded by the sad howls of the sled dogs.
Findley’s novel is a five part tragedy; however, its length lends itself to painting a deeply personal picture of Robert’s life. The imagery that describes the gratifying and blissful experiences Robert goes through are intricately linked with nature, as seen during his run with the coyote and the passionate scene as Robert frees the horses from the train. However, his experiences in the dugout, trenches, artillery, and other constructs of humans lead to his loss of innocence and a feeling of violation, which peaks after he is raped in the bath house. These experiences are concretely linked through imagery to artificial concepts, such as war, which corrupt his fellow soldiers to rape Robert and ultimately destroy a part of him. The length of this novel allows Findley to delicately build that connection between the natural and happiness, the human-made and corruption.
There is an important social issue discussed in the story that is the fact of the social hierarchy, where the king is on top of it and the jester is submitted to the king’s power. In addition, this perk that gets the king for his position, permits him to make whatever he wants with his plebeians. Actually, this story is based on the revenge that Hop Frog takes over the king and his ministres for making exactly that, abusing of his power and mistreating Trippeta (the love of his life). I must say that this point completely depends on which site you place. For instance, if you take the king’s position, your greatest challenges were to lead the country; jointly with his ministers.
When we hit the summit of the hill we were greeted by this overlook which, when you looked out into Fairport; it was a sea of colors that had been painted across in swirls and swoops. But nothing gold can stay and within an instant as Fred came as quickly as he left and flew into the vast sea beneath me. What got me through the looming thought of still having to walk back down was many things. Pushing aside the sadness of Fred flying off and of the coldness of my fingers and toes, which were probably turning a nice shade of blue was the Pittsford Dairy that was waiting for me after. Slowly and carefully descending through the winding trail until I saw what I had been waiting for….
The entire book was written in poem form, stanza by stanza, giving the reader a quick experience. The entire book happens during a minute-long elevator ride for Will. This book is filled with literary devices such as poetic style, the
One of the aspects of “Wild Geese” that truly struck my fifth-grade self was its use of imagery—I was drawn in particular to the extensive visual imagery in lines 8-13 (“Meanwhile the sun…heading home again”) and awed by the ability of text to evoke images of such clarity. Moreover, in addition to the intrigue of its use of literary devices and the complexity of its recitation, interpreting “Wild Geese” and finding meaning within it was a process that continued well beyond the end of my fifth-grade year, and the connotations of that poem continue to resonate with me. While the entirety of this story is too personal to share herein, “Wild Geese” was a poem that spoke to me on a very personal level. As I sometimes have a tendency to hold myself to unrealistic standards, “Wild Geese” was to me a reminder of the relative insignificance of the trivial matters with which I would preoccupy myself; nature became a symbol of that which existed beyond my narrow fixations and the wild geese a reflection of the inexorable passage of time—in essence, a reminder that “this too shall
“The back yard ran off into weeds and a fence-like line of trees and behind it the sky was perfectly blue and still. The asbestos ranch house that was now three years old startled her—it looked small. She shook her head as if to get awake. ”(941 Oates) “"My sweet little blue-eyed girl," he said in a half-sung sigh that had nothing to do with her brown eyes but was taken up just the same by the vast sunlit reaches of the land behind him and on all sides of him—so much land that Connie had never seen before and did not recognize except to know that she was going to it.” (949 Oates)
Mastery Assignment 2: Literary Analysis Essay Lee Maracle’s “Charlie” goes through multiple shifts in mood over the course of the story. These mood are ones of hope and excitement as Charlie and his classmates escape the residential school to fear of the unknown and melancholy as Charlie sets off alone for home ending with despair and insidiousness when Charlie finally succumbs to the elements . Lee highlights these shifts in mood with the use of imagery and symbolism in her descriptions of nature.
Two pieces of lyrical work, the song “Bad Day” by Daniel Powter and the poem “Casey at the Bat” by Ernest Lawrence Thayer, direct attention to non-ideal situations through similar and different lights. While both of these pieces have different literal aspects such as setting and type of situation, “Bad Day” and “Casey at the Bat” both emphasize similar ideas about life through themes and a multitude of literary elements including narration,
He could imagine his deception of this town “nestled in a paper landscape,” (Collins 534). This image of the speaker shows the first sign of his delusional ideas of the people in his town. Collins create a connection between the speaker’s teacher teaching life and retired life in lines five and six of the poem. These connections are “ chalk dust flurrying down in winter, nights dark as a blackboard,” which compares images that the readers can picture.
When placed under difficult circumstances, sometimes a person must do everything in his or her power in order to achieve the things which they desire. In an excerpt from Don’t Let’s Go To The Dogs Tonight Alexandra Fuller uses various literary devices and methods of characterization to demonstrate the means by which people obtain that which they desire while still leaving room for interpretation to make the work more engaging. Through these techniques, she is effective at exploring the distinct reactions people experience to both failure and success. To begin, the diction that Fuller employs reveals background information that is central to the development of the plot. For example, she gives the reader several clues as to the physical setting
They are a great king and his seven privy-councillors. –a king who does not scruple to strike a defenseless girl and his seven councillors who abet him in the outrage. As for myself, I am simply the jester- and this is my last jest. (Poe) Reasons like this give Hop Frog ideas of getting back at the king.
In “Acquainted with the Night”, it embodies the abyss of despair that the narrator finds themselves in. The poem centers on the qualities of the night, and the night’s defining characteristic is its never-ending darkness. The poem’s very title shows how deeply bogged down in darkness the narrator is; the speaker has, ironically, become friends with it. The motif of darkness manifests itself in other examples as well. The speaker writes, “I have outwalked the furthest city light,” showing that he or she has transcended the limits of a normal person’s misfortune and instead exposed himself to complete and utter desperation (3).
In the narrative Hands authored by Sherwood Anderson announces the presence of an elderly, overweight, and nervous man. His name is Wing Biddlebum. “of a ravine near the town of Winesburg, Ohio, a fat little old man walked nervously up and down…. Wing Biddlebaum”. (Anderson 1).
“There are bones in a hotel in New York city drenched in your gasoline, an ugly winter. no matter how sweet, how seductive your summer evenings rear and spring blooms. Bones drunk with propane and angel imprints in tar, trapped in a metal cage as you walk out into existence. the night, the nightshade: a cloak of namelessness. The bones in the heartbreak hotel sing tragedies; do not ask me to sing you tragedies when your stars collapse.