yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
So much sound and vividness in these lines. Ginsberg is the best poet of the west coast in my opinion
yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
So much sound and vividness in these lines. Ginsberg is the best poet of the west coast in my opinion
Howl
Ginsberg claimed Part II of "Howl" was inspired by a peyote-induced vision of the Sir Francis Drake Hotel in San Francisco which appeared to him as a monstrous face. From "Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks!" to "Moloch whose name is the Mind!"
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
This kinda relates to the artists of our generation who are standing up for the sam reasons and also for newer reasons.
I shall return to hear the fiddle and fife Of village dances, dear delicious tunes That stir the hidden depths of native life,
The speaker employs his refrain once again, "I shall return," and now he takes his listener to the heart of his village where they will "hear the fiddle and fife," and watch as the "village dances." The melodies are "dear delicious tunes" that delight the speaker's heart, and the reader finds solace in them as well.
I hear the halting footsteps of a lass In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall
Beginning with the first-person point of view, McKay sets the scene with a sonic description rather than the visual that that the title Harlem Shadows might evoke. The woman’s footsteps are halting, perhaps uncertain as she walks the streets alone at night in Harlem.
The darkness of Negro or Black Harlem is compared with the darkness of this noir night scene. McKay personifies the night here as though it acts with agency and lets its veil fall. The veil can be interpreted it two ways. The veil conjures up W.E.B. Du Bois’s famous conception. It signifies the literal darker skin of black people that marks their racial difference to whites. According to Du Bois the veil represents the “color line” that divides the United States. Whites see black people through the veil. African Americans see themselves being seen by white people through the veil.
Through the long night until the silver break Of day the little gray feet know no rest; Through the lone night until the last snow-flake Has dropped from heaven upon the earth’s white breast, The dusky, half-clad girls of tired feet Are trudging, thinly shod, from street to street.
I like these lines here I like how vivid they are also he talks about how he sees little girls walking about in the streets making money by using their bodies for sex, or being prostitutes. From dawn to midnight doing nothing but walking back and forth to these places where there are people expecting them to do what they please just for some money that the little girl needs.
I am weaving a song of waters, Shaken from firm, brown limbs, Or heads thrown back in irreverent mirth. My song has the lush sweetness Of moist, dark lips Where hymns keep company With old forgotten banjo songs
In the poem Song by Gwendolyn Bennett the poet speaks about the music, dance and traditions of African culture. She speaks about the traditional but forgotten songs of her heritage in the beginning but transitions into more detail about how her people were enslaved and supressed starting in the line "praying slave.." Also this poem is about how African people used music and song to fight against oppression. She is saying that as long as she has song and music than she is able to be strong like in the line "A praying slave/With a jazz band after.../Singin' slow ,Singin' low".
I want to breathe the Lotus flow’r, Sighing to the stars With tendrils drinking at the Nile … I want to feel the surging Of my sad people’s soul Hidden by a minstrel-smile
I thought that this poem was very powerful towards the end. perspective of a first person subjective point of view, highlighting the personal nature of the experiences described in the poem.
Like ginger jars bound round With dust and age; Like jars of ginger we are sealed By nature’s heritage.
the narrator compares the state of mind her race have with the state of a ginger jar put on a shelf. This comparison has the purpose of transmitting the idea of idleness and an excess of lack of activity. Because of this lack of activity, the narrator and her people ended being treated just like objects, being offered no respect at all.
I’ve known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers.
As I am slowly taking the poem apart and analyzing it, I notice that there is a contrast between light and dark. He describes the “muddy” Mississippi turn “golden” as the sun is setting. The speaker also talks about the “dusky rivers” and the nights sleeping near the Congo River. Since the speaker is talking about the history of black people, using the light and dark highlights the race lows and highs. The poem also plays light and dark as a way to represent freedom and confinement that played in the the history of the race.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans,* and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset. I’ve known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers
We know that this poem is a lyrical poem because Line four and Line thirteen repeat the same thing as to represent the chorus part of the poem just like line one and line eleven. The speaker also describes his soul as being strong when he used a hyperbole in line seven knowing that he himself could not have built a pyramid by himself.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it. I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans,* and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
The word “rivers” mentioned in line one is a metaphor that describes the speakers soul as being old and wise; that is why the speaker chose rivers like the “nile”, “Euphrates” etc. In line two, the speaker uses a simile to compare his soul, rivers to the age of earth. The speaker does that to say that his soul has been here since the beginning of time.
within the next decade I expect to see the work of a growing school of colored artists who paint and model the beauty of dark faces and create with new technique the expressions of their own soul-world.
And this is happened there are more people of color today having an impact in arts and music.
One of the most promising of the young Negro poets said to me once, “I want to be a poet–not a Negro poet,” meaning, I believe, “I want to write like a white poet”; meaning subconsciously, “I would like to be a white poet”; meaning behind that, “I would like to be white.” And I was sorry the young man said that, for no great poet has ever been afraid of being himself.
I think many writers feel like this who want to be heard not just by one audience but multiple audiences. Also much work that is praised and acknowledged if you are white and if you are a minority or a person of color it won’t have the same effect. Hughes is really rejecting his own identity and it’s tough
The family attend a fashionable church where few really colored faces are to be found.
What does the author mean by fashionable church? I assume it’s only a church that only whites are allowed to be in ?
Prison and palace and reverberation Of thunder of spring over distant mountains He who was living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience
2 motifs for this excerpt
Voices: This final section opens with images after Jesus. It almost sounds like if some preacher was speaking to us.
Zombies: if you really look at this excerpt really closely we see that life and death are linked. Eliot emphasizes the chaos and disorganization of society through the use of juxtaposing images such as "shouting" and "crying" and "prison" and "palace." "We who were living are now dying" here portrays the processes of birth, death and rebirth. In this stanza, Eliot is trying to say that society is slowly dying.
The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne, Glowed on the marble, where the glass Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
3 Motifs in a game of chess
Voices: in this excerpt we see a voice a man or it could be a women too because we see the speaker observing this women who is sitting fragrantly on this chair, almost as she addresses this woman as she was divine. The type of a voice that seems like he is I really had to tease arch this one up and find out what Eliot was trying to convey here and the two voices that we are introduced in here is from the context in Shakespeare’s tragedy Antony and Cleopatra where Enobarbus, a characters of the play, describes Cleopatra's royal barge as it appeared when she first pursued Marc Antony. The gilded setting could be a palace, a temple, or just a bedroom. The room appears to be richly decorated by objects found in Virgil, Ovid, and Milton. The woman is inside an enclosed space, like the Sybil trapped in a jar in the Epigraph. She is rich, idle, and useless, just like Marie in “The Burial of the Dead.” The voices in here in this specific poem aren’t the character form Shakespeare’s tragedy, but I think Eliot chooses this because the women in this poem is like Cleopatra.
Text As Plagiarism/remix: one of the ways this principle applies is that Eliot uses the lines from Shakespeare’s Anthony and Cleopatra. Also I went more into about the title of the poem and Eliot The title is taken from two plays by Thomas Middleton, wherein the idea of a game of chess is an exercise in seduction.
un/natural time: in the first stanza this motif appears or a signifier of a time of war or pre-war. One of the reason of being why it indicates a time of war or a going into a time of war is that maybe the the reference or representation to ‘throne’ could be attempting to pinpoint to Europe, or England, more specifically, but even without the remits of place, the idea is of pre-war Europe, the seductive and vicious Old World that American writers harped on about in their works.
Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn, A crowd flowed over London Bridge
Has this city pound describe gone through a real apocalypse
staves
What in the world are staves and why would this man be named that
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock
These lines feel like they fit the tone we are living right now. Is it a somber tone?
Hofgarten
What does this mean?
April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain.
COVID is definitely turning it into the worst spring and pound definitely was ahead of this time with this passage because this is being displayed so vividly in the real world.
In his own world he was “Cold-Storage,” but down below he was “Big” Bill Totts, who could drink and smoke, and slang and fight, and be an all-around favorite
I think we all crest an alter ego for us Especially nowadays with social media but we have to keep in mind that we have to be ourselves and that no matter what people will accept us for ourselves
He was not a deep thinker. He had no faith in new theories. All his norms and criteria were conventional. His Thesis, on the French Revolution, was noteworthy in college annals
Someone should tell Drummond that screw those people and that he should love himself for who he is
The Slot was an iron crack that ran along the center of Market street, and from the Slot arose the burr of the ceaseless, endless cable that was hitched at will to the cars it dragged up and down. In truth, there were two slots, but in the quick grammar of the West time was saved by calling them, and much more that they stood for, “The Slot.”
I don’t know why so I think of the trollie as I read these lines, they are really beautiful and I love reading about the city.
Go in fear of abstractions. Do not retell in mediocre verse what has already been done in good prose
This is very good advice because is basically saying write what you feel and that abstractions can release you to other creative things or appropriations to use in your works
It is better to present one Image in a lifetime than to produce voluminous works.
I think I agree with him here because you can produce one image and one single work that can take you so far
The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.
I think these lines get me thinking about the difference in people. I loved the petals on a wet black bough because it seems like he’s distinguish that we have good day’s in bad days because of the comparison of petals and the color black
I might be driven to sell your love for peace, Or trade the memory of this night for food.
This excerpt is showcasing that love is easily lost and exchanged. We as human beings like training for new things and of course there are some individuals that will trade their love for something else
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
There is more than love that builds us up. Millay is basically saying that we need more than love to improve ourselves
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
I love the repetition of the last line because I think the speak is definitely telling us or signifying that maybe he is tired and wants to hang out up the towel, but I think that the last line is indicating that there’s a lot of things that he must do and accomplish before he digs is his own grave.
The Road Not Taken” (1916)
I really love the theme that this pe evokes. We often are so indecisive and never take the risks or over analyze everything because we want to rise our self worth, but this poem signifies and indicates that we have to take the road that will lead us to happiness
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
I think a lot of people will relate that to this excerpt very much because we are driven to take the easy route. But we really have to approach our journeys to our goals a different way. We have to really implant the we will reach our goals no matter how long we take, we shouldn’t have to compare nor contrast ourselves to others every is different. This quote is basically signifying that, “ Just because you took longer than others doesn’t mean you failed.”
I’m sure I never used to be so sensitive. I think it is due to this nervous condition.
I had to look up what was this nervous condition and it runs out neurasthenia, a disease characterized by so-called “nervous exhaustion” and extreme excitability. The narrator’s tone definitely seems like they are going crazy and want to break free from this unhealthy mental state and she is really crying out for help but no one is giving her any of the attention we’ll Thais what I mostly get out of this narration entirely.
John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.
This line is very interesting because it depicts that the Victorian marriage that women cannot protest their own treatment
A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity—but that would be asking too much of fate!
It is interesting how the author absorbs the reader into this house by basically saying that this house that seems haunted is a very romantic way of envisioning it. He evokes this gothic type of imagery of a house that in my opinion as a creative writer is so genius to hooking the reader.
How does it feel to be a problem?
This is very a powerful line from Dubois and I love how it’s in a question form like it’s almost existential.
O water, voice of my heart, crying in the sand, All night long crying with a mournful cry,
Very mournful and sad tone from the author. The first lines definitely speak a lot about where the author is steering towards
Unresting water, there shall never be rest Till the last moon droop and the last tide fail
I love these lines, almost feels like it’s a song about hope and giving last push towards something one wants to accomplish
the dynamo became a symbol of infinity.
The dynamo is god-like
Paradise of ignorance
Paradise is Ignorance, Adams basically signifies that we must live our life by ignoring the things that try to curve us or sidetrack us.
well as one knew the “Comedy of Errors,” the literary knowledge counted for nothing until some teacher should show how to apply it
Advertising for the future, I think that these lines and the dictation of Henry Adams is the upcoming of this concept of learning. That learning and education is another way to say that we are modern or that people back then in the 1800s they are leaning towards modernism
Nothing in education is so astonishing as the amount of ignorance it accumulates in the form of inert facts
This is probably the most powerful thing throughout the entire text. I think it’s pretty relatable to what the system wants to teach us vs. what the real educators want us to teach us.
From the ferocity of pig driven to holiness, From the furred ear and the full jowl come The repose of the hung belly, from the purpose They Lion grow.
I don’t know about why Levine’s so focused on this poem about the anatomy of a pig and loves pig stuff since I don’t know if he’s referencing it do something but I think that we are feeding pigs or feeding unhealthy things to a certain amount of people in order or us to grow ? I did find this pig talk uncomfortable though because they refer to many unpleasant things in literature
Out of the gray hills Of industrial barns, out of rain, out of bus ride,
These images of oil and industrial barns seem to be very dull and almost very degrading. The industrialization of the world is something that Levine is unhappy with since it sees its dismantling part of us humans and the earth.
They Feed They Lion”
Who is they in this particular poem? Who is Levine receding to? Is to the general public or towards a specific audience?
Out of the acids of rage, the candor of tar,
I think in this particular line Levine does a very vey well job at effectively helping his readers visualize what acid means. acid in general can be used to cause damage to certain objects and things. In which, the Lion would then feed from the damage that comes from the rage of others. Also acid can be a very deteriorating subteniente that let us go inane and lose ourselves. In other words Levine could be referencing as acid to be a dangerous drug like heroine or meth or even over drinking that makes get out of control like a lion.
Out of the acids of rage, the candor of tar,
This is pretty powerful language coming Levine.