Repetition! Same line as seen in the previous stanzas, but I feel like it stands out the most here because McKay is taking it all back to Harlem.

ending with 'so many' in both lines is interesting here

This description of the river stood out to me because it seems like a pretty eerie way to describe it. Oil and tar also seem like a contradiction to describe something that is supposed to be free flowing, as tar is very thick and I would presume that a river of tar is slow moving if at all, maybe even still or dead.

The repetition of this line creates a mood of stress and uneasiness

ending the line with the word glass reminds me of Williams, since the idea here feels open-ended and stops abruptly making you slow down and actually think about the use of every word.

as I read this line I can't help but think that the word undone can mean to set free, as if life is a cage woven by cyclical events and death unravels that.

It sounds like she's writing a letter and she's trying to find the write words to use, with every line it sounds like she is giving up on it (scratching it off or crumbling up the paper) and starting over with the next.

"Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"

I find her writing style interesting to say the least, but especially here where she adds a word to barber in each line until she begins to remove them and changes the word barber to hurry.

I like the repetition here and the use of the word 'firm'

This line stood out to me, since the man here isn't given a name is he withered down to something as unimportant as particles of dust that are swept away by the wind?

This reminds of Frost's poem "Design" because it starts off with a pleasant stalk of deliphinium then quickly turns spiny then silky and then thorny. There is a contrast from line to line and I think this creates an illusion of the depth of what seems to be beautiful like the flowers of the deliphinium but isn't quite so.

I find it interesting that Millay still can't say with certainty that she wouldn't want to be without love. I feel like this poem has ended but she still hasn't come to a full conclusion, maybe the ideas of love as a necessity vs. being able to do without it is cyclical and I think that's the two ness that she struggles with

Though the speaker might be against the wall that separates him from his neighbor, every spring the speaker is there to help mend the walls. Maybe this poem isn't about the people who put up walls, but those who so blindly agree to do so.

mixed is a curious term here. Did these three characters become one, did they camouflage/morph into one another?

This poem is a pattern of light vs. dark. Line one starts off as a light- hearted description of an "innocent" spider, plump and white but quickly moves to the spider holding a moth. It is not quite innocent anymore. The poem continues in this pattern of light and dark making it questionable as to whether or not the white spider, white moth, and white flower are there by coincidence or if their fate has been prearranged.

could be alluding to the shackles of life itself, or her illness in general

She takes great pride in her alertness of the wallpaper and all of its "changing" forms, but she is the only one that watches the paper day and night

John undermines her situation, (presumably postpartum depression)

It exhausts her to hide the fact that she is writing, rather than the actual process which John would have her believe