Ecocriticism In The Works Of Henry David Thoreau

An ecocritic does whatever is pleasing to him, in green fields; in the sky, in the seas, on the hard ground, in the zoos, and in all parts of his world. He makes the clouds speak, the animals and garden flowers smile and share lots of faculties with man because, in the view of the writer, there’s a close link between human and nonhuman. So the idea of a very applicable technique in literary criticism and yet accurate device for literary appreciation came to us with a man named Henry David Thoreau. Thoreau was not the best student. And he did not comb his hair, and he wore a neck beard that generally disgusted people out, especially his friend Margaret Fuller. All in all, he was the perfect kind of man to live by himself in the woods. Though Ecocriticism as such is just a developing theory these days, he took off and found himself a pond, which is actually a rather sizeable lake, and

In practice, any side of the environment that is victimized by people in a way should push be repaired as soon as possible so as to seat that equality of human and nonhuman individuals who should be cared about the same way. But in addition, ecocriticism tends to bring together natural aspects of this world and the fruits of technology. It calls therefore that magical land that is far away from human cities, cars, annoying appliances, and repetitive office work, the wi-fi router… wilderness. The contact between man and nature is an opportunity for man to mirror himself so as to understand what sort of creature he is. It sounds, however, queer that in the process it often hard for him to get enlightened about his own life. Except the few honest souls that accept that in the contact man is corrupt, it is often hard to understand what man looks like in this particular situation, barked loudly about how awful human habitats