A reader could interpret the poem positively, and explain that sexual relations without love can happen because of Old’s use of “positive” imagery of sex such as “beautiful as dancers, / gliding over each other like ice-skaters” (2-3), inferring that sexual relations is a beautiful experience, but if the reader looks deeper into the verses, Olds uses powerful similes to prove that sex is a beautiful thing, but it is not without love. The negative connotation of sex without love is thoroughly explained through the use of many similes, which grabs the reader’s attention. For example, the words and verses in the poem such as “like ice-skaters over the ice” (Olds 4) and “faces red as steak” (Olds 5-6) gives the reader an image of sex as cold and detached. On the ice, ice-skaters are together, but the only source of connection is their hands. Once in a while, ice skaters let go of their partner’s hands, and they are alone on the ice.
She creates a mysterious atmosphere in this peaceful setting hinting that many things are happening where we can’t see as “Things are getting ready, to happen, out of sight”. By building anticipation as if the whole world is waiting for this precious moment between this mother and child “but not yet”. Yet, once her child “has run into her arms” everything in the poem has been leading up to “This Moment”. The word choice, “stars rises, moths flutter, apples sweeten” highlights the
The love is categorized as a deeming and damning affection therefore mastering the hardship of what love is or is perceived to be. Looking at the first stanza, one is able to notice that it starts off very romantically. In line 1 the poet, Cynthia Zarin, refers to her man as ‘My heart’ and ‘my dove’. ‘My heart’ indicates how much the poet’s lover means to her as a heart is sustenance for life. The poet also makes it clear that the love is pure in line 1 by referring to her lover as
The speaker begins on a stream bank where love lays slumbering, and where he hears surges sob, then he moves to the wild who case to have been dumbfounded, then the speaker moves to the garden of love and a house of prayer has been assembled over where he used to play, covered in fog. The poem makes a ton of utilization of humanoid attribution, love is sleeping, and plants are sobbing and talking. This makes a surreal environment for the reader and starts to expand on the dim tone of the poem where love is lethargic and the characteristic world is shouting out and disheartened. At that point we have this congregation in the fog on the green where the speaker used to play, this brings the poem to a significantly more dismal wavelength. The congregation is covered, proposing obscurity and mystery, and it is fabricated where the speaker played, ending further playing or fun from occurring there.
In “Time Does Not Bring Relief” by Edna St. Vincent Millay, the speaker is a woman who has lost someone she loved and everywhere she goes she gets reminded of how much she misses him, and how time does not always heal all wounds. In Chris Forhan “Gouge, Adze, Rasp, Hammer” the speaker reveals how he is disappointed that he has lost a loved one but as time goes on he is healing and accepted it. Edna Sr. Vincent Millay expresses her lost by the use of personification and imagery, but in an emotional way not like Chris Forhan, he uses diction to express how he is moving forward. Therefore, when the speaker says “I want him at the shrinking of the tide” and “I miss him in the weeping of the rain,” she is using personification to express how she feels, she doesn’t know what else to do but cry. The speaker wishes that the memories of her loved one had disappeared, for her not to feel the pain anymore but the memories are still in her heart even though everything has changed, “ And last years leaves are smoke in every lane” is a the metaphor used to express this.
From this it describes that women aren’t always true to their lovers. The relationship between Catullus and Lesbia began as a two way love but suddenly turns into a give and take relationship. Even though Catullus truly loves her Lesbia doesn’t return those feeling of love to him. In one of the poems even though Catullus give her love and other thing she only speaks ill of him.
The author uses imagery, symbolism, and tone to show this world. The imagery is, "She laughed his joy she cried his grief." (Cummings ln 14). The women in this poem is effected by her husbands feelings, showing her love for him. "One day anyone died I guess (and no one stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side little by little and was by was."
Immediately following the statement they kissed each other's necks is the statement that the girls also 'We sucked each other's breasts, and we left marks, and never spoke of it upstairs / outdoor, in daylight, not once' (11). The clear and simple statement that the girls sucked each other's breasts extends into a longer sentence, which generates the sense of the intensity of the memory dissipating and the desire generated in the action remains unfulfilled. This is immediately followed with another affirmation, present again in a sentence which extends itself: 'We did it, and it was / practicing, and slept sprawled so our legs still locked or crossed, a hand still lost / in someone's hair' (11). The first line of this pair perfectly manifests the tension between memory and loss which is present in the poem. The line break after the word 'was' presents a reading of the words before it as simply an affirmation that the desire between the girls and their physical intimacy actually and really existed.
The story of Romeo and Juliet is the most well known and tragic tale of love to ever exist. Most say, that the two’s demise was written in the stars, that fate was the sole culprit of untimely death. However, this disregards other themes that take great precedent in the story, two powerful emotions, always warring, but without one the other could not exist. One on hand love, the word that embodies too many descriptions to ever communicate, but one will sacrifice anything and everything for it. Then there is hate.
The poem “When Giving Is All We Have shows that sympathy among two people can potentially be the best type of love. To know that you are not alone and that you have someone there for you can be a very important feature of love that people seek. Alberto Rios states, “We give because someone gave to us. We
Many literary works have love as a theme. By reading different novels, one receives a glimpse of all the different kinds of love and their purposes. In Their Eyes Were Watching God, love is represented as the sea. By reading this novel, the reader comes to the conclusion that our capability to love deviates with every person we come across. Love is in some ways an art, and it transforms as people transform.
Love is a means of engaging with the world. When this love is ripped from us, we fall to despair and grief. Through despair and grief, moreover, we can have a means to define true happiness. We cannot fully understand the light without a taste of darkness. We all need a place where we can let down our guard and fall apart because of love.
No matter the strong pull of love though, Meursault escapes its grasps though his lack of empathy and basic human connections. This ideology is shared by those around Meursault: such as how Salamano lost his wife and “He hadn’t been happy with his wife, but he’d pretty much gotten used to her (1.5.44).” Meursault knows that love is only temporary and knows that love means nothing in life and cannot change anything: “That evening Marie came by to see me and asked me if I wanted to marry her. I said it didn’t make any difference to me and that we could if she wanted to (1.5.44).” He does accept that love is something tangible but understands that there is no significance to it, how it has no reason, and is not required for living.
Love can exist as affection, infatuation, obsession, pleasure and in many other ways, as love is abstract. Hence, there is no one single interpretation of love. Love is a theme that has been embedded into language and literature over the centuries, yet due to the ever changing perception of love people continue to search for a universal definition of love. Poems are able to showcase the inner feelings and desires of a poet as well as their own unique views on love. Nevertheless, through poems “La Belle Dame sans Merci” by John Keats, “My Last Duchess” by Robert Browning, “Mother in a Refugee Camp” by Chinua Achebe, “The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!”