In the World War II extermination camp Chelmno there were 150,000 deaths, the camp Belzec had 435,000 deaths, and the notorious Auschwitz-Birkenau camp ruled with over 1,000,000 deaths. In the unbelievable novel Night by Elie Wiesel, the author gives the audience a first person look on his experiences throughout his time at several prisoner of war camps as a Jewish teenager. Through the use of motifs about the night and a person’s eyes, Wiesel writes about the deeper meaning of how he kept his dignity in the face of inhumane cruelty. By analyzing the novel Night by Elie Wiesel, one can interpret the central theme of the story into a deeper meaning from the descriptions of the night and eyes, which is important because it helps younger generations to understand clearly what Holocaust survivors endured.
Philip Levine’s poem Gospel is about a man’s viewpoint on life while receiving bad information. Throughout the poem the speaker uses similes, metaphors, synechdoches, rhetorical questions, and personification to explain more to the readers. The beginning lines explain and give background information to the readers on how the man viewed the world. As the poem goes on the tone of the poem starts to shift to a sense of depression.
In this passage from Last child in the Woods, an extremely discouraged Richard Louv shows the separation of nature to both parents and children. By showing imagery through car rides in the present vs. car rides in the past he shows an extraordinary change. By his use of rhetorical devices such as pathos, ethos, and imagery Louv produces a captivating argument to fire up the modern generation.
The subject of “My Papa’s Waltz” poem by Theodore Roethke has spurred passionate academic debate from professors, scholars, and students alike, the imagery, syntax, and diction of the poem clearly support the interpretation that Roethke writes “My Papa’s Waltz ” to describe the fond relationship with his father as a child. It has been argued that If he was being abused that he would have run away when he had the chance, rather, he didn’t want to let go of his father because they both were having fun. The son’s mother was growing due to motherly instinct out of her son’s safety of how crazy they were walzting, but made no attempts at the son and father’s intervention because it wasn’t necessary to interrupt them. Ultimately to describe
The writer, Richard Louv, in his argumentative paper, Last Child in the Woods, supports his argument that relates to the separation between people and nature. To support his argument, he uses rhetorical devices in order to motivate the readers to reminisce about their past and how nature applied to it. Louv’s purpose is to manifest the feelings of the reader’s past to connect with his ideals of nature.
In his passage from “Last Child in the Woods,” Richard Louv uses various rhetorical strategies in order to make his audience more supportive of his argument. The passage discusses the connection, or really the separation, between people and nature. On this subject, Louv argues the necessity for people to redevelop their connection with nature. His use of tone, anecdotes, rhetorical questions, and factual examples all help develop the pathos and logos of his piece.
“My Papa’s Waltz” is a simple and short poem that is filled with ambiguities, tensions, and metaphors, well articulated to create a unified piece of writing. The wordplay here creates a major impact to the overall theme of the poem creating a strong emotional connection to the boy 's experience. It is evident with the title which is essentially transparent. It sets the poem up for expectation before we even read the first line. This allows the author to concentrate on the rhythm of the language rather than using up precious lines to explain what 's going on. Papa’s Waltz is a poem that has a consistent falling rhyme and rising rhyme in the first and third quatrains. The waltzing in the poem signifies an extended metaphor for the father-son
Mother Nature is responsible for many beauties that we enjoy and observe in awe in today. Whether that beauty may be found in an enchanted pasture that has an abundant amount of flowers or as simple as a tall tree, it is beautiful regardless. In “Fire on the Hills”, poet Robinson Jeffers offers a different perspective of beauty, not by embracing life, but destruction. Jeffers justifies this by saying that “Beauty is not always lovely”. To Jeffers, the image of a burned forest and death is a form of beauty in itself. “Fire on the hills” can easily be classified as a dark poem about the beauty in destruction. The task of the reader is to explore as to why the Jeffers feels this way or at least try to comprehend it. Without looking up information about the poet himself, it may be difficult to draw conclusions. In order to properly understand and analyze this poem, the setting, the tone, and the mood must be looked at first.
As I stepped out into the crisp,chilly air from the warmth of my mom’s Trailblazer, I had only two things on my mind: I think I might get hypothermia and I really hope that my dog doesn't eat a squirrel. Underneath my feet the hard gravel crunched as I made my way over to the worn path on which the sun cast beams of light that danced through sun bleached leaves of gold, ruby reds, and bold oranges. It all seemed too quiet except for the steady panting of my dog along the trail. Only a squirrel stirring up the leaves that caused my dog to bark or a gust a wind shaking the leaves from their homes made any sound. The woods started getting denser and the deeper you
I stand tall like the pines surrounding me, my body craving the sun, hoping to feel the warmth of the rays on my skin while the presence of the forest engulfs me. As the mountain chickadees begin their daily call, I feel the mountain air fill my lungs bringing me back home with each inhale. A slight breeze tugs at my hair and sends my soul tumbling to the worn trails leading back to the days I spent growing with my family in the wilderness.
When I first read this poem the meaning is a little obscure, but each line brings out images. I think the poem is about 2 people traveling on a journey, and they await death. From the line “Our small crosses will stand, On the bright edge of the road together”, it makes me think that these people know they won’t reach the end of the road. They know people just die in the middle of life, with no lead up and no final destination, just a end, and time will keep moving without them, whether or not they get to the end of the path.
My Papas Waltz" by Theodore Roethke can be translated in numerous ways. The poem could be translated as a father manhandling his youngster because of liquor addiction. A boy getting on the dance floor the dance floor with his father is the way I translated the ballad when Theodore portrays the night, I envisioned a father hitting the dance floor with his kid and having some good times following a prolonged day at work.
There’s a beauty in nature that seems almost too vast to explain to others. In Southern California we have beaches that are 2 hours away, and Big Bear the same distance. I’ve found that the place with beauty so astounding to me is much farther away, where the air is clean and the beauty is unsurmountable. This past summer in the beginning of June, I went camping for the 2nd time in the Sierra Mountains. The drive there was 5 hours of a mostly desolate road full of desert the first half of the trip, and pastures filled with cows and horses the second. The sky was clear, which seemed an almost foreign aspect to behold considering the mountains we see in our backyard everyday seem to be filled with a constant grey haze.
“The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing” (III9) “keen lessons that love deceives” (IV13)
On a warm summer day, nothing is better than going out to Lake Red Rock and boating. Boating is an extremely fun activity to do with friends or family because there is so much you can do while boating. I’m going to tell you a story about a day spent with my family out on the water of Lake Red Rock. It was the middle of June and my family and my friends Devin and Camden were at the lake, my dad was driving the boat. We stopped for a few minutes so my dad could tell my friends the signs to use when tubing.