Damn. That sucks.

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I have noticed a lot of alliteration throughout the poem thus far, but this has to be my favorite usage to this point. Also, New York has been called a zoo many times, sometimes even being referred too as, "Zoo York". This poem definitely helps support that notion.

I love the fact that he uses the word "hipster" in 1956. I dont know if the connotation is the same but I just thought that was a funny observation.

Such a perfect way to end such a beautiful poem

the common ground is so much more important than the differences

I love this line.

I read the poem like 10 times and I still don't understand what the title means

The first thing that comes to mind when I see the title, is that sewing is a task that takes a long time. Sometimes when you sew it seems like it takes forever and no progress is actually being made. But slowly and surely, thread by thread, something is being created. I was thinking that this could be a metaphor for Black progress in America (or lack thereof).

The interesting thing about this excerpt is that to Americans, if someone were dressed over here with bones and carrying a spear it would be seen as different, but to Johnson, she is portraying the opposite. To her, her African ancestry and the diaspora is the MOST beautiful. So it is interesting how she flips the narrative of what "normal" or "different" is.

Before I read the poem and just saw the title, I had a feeling that the poem was going to have something to do with society "bottling up" the different ways that Black folks expressed themselves during the New Negro Movement. It seems that is exactly the case.

I don't really care for ginger personally. I had a bad experience. I got seasick on a boat one time and my aunt gave me some ginger chews from Trader Joe's to calm the nausea. It didn't work. Within 20 minutes I was vomiting profusely with the wretched taste of thrown up ginger spewing from my mouth. Shortly after my misfortune, my Mom and my Aunt also got sick and started throwing up. However, they were in front of me towards the front of the boat, so as they threw up, their ginger induced vomit caught the wind and starting slapping me directly in the face. So there I was...at sea....very sick...and covered in other peoples vomit. So yea...I don't do ginger anymore.

Pungent is such a perfect word here. Especially with the metaphor of being a jar of ginger.

Could be a solid IG caption

The first thing that jumps out to me is the meter and the short sentences. Seems very straight and forward.

This is really good imagery here. The Ox is known for working hard and carrying a big load. Very heavy duty type cargo it usually pulls. And then the image of the branding....its pretty self-explanatory

Again, the way the that Brown writes out the words how they would sound phonetically is really impressive. By pushing all the words together it kinda becomes its' own word. For example, back in New York people order a bacon, egg and cheese bagel. But if you ask any native NYer, its almost one word and is just baconeggncheese.

I really like the way that this is written out. Obviously the spelling is a little obscure, but phonetically I think that it is written brilliantly. It really gives the reader and idea of what their dialect would be sounding like.

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Here is an actual picture of Queen Victoria Street back in the day. Circa early Twentieth Century.

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I think after talking about exactly what a wasteland is in class the other day, this is a pretty solid depiction of the things that we all mentioned.

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I thought that this was a pretty funny little cartoon.

I'm assuming this is speaking of a much bigger picture and society as a whole. Maybe saying all of the destruction that happened during The Great War can never make those men "alive" again because of all the brutality they witnessed and were apart of, they are now "dead" inside.

I don't really have anything super sophisticated to say about this, I just really like the imagery that Eliot uses here. It is such a dark and deathly image.

I like that he starts the poem out with this line because it is such a contradiction of what spring usually is. Most people correlate spring with times of being happy and full of life, but instead, Eliot has chosen to correlate Spring with cruelty.

I like the way that she writes certain parts of this poem. Where the sentence structure goes from big to small and then back out to big again, but still keeping the same syllable count and also creating a good aesthetic when reading the poem.

Use a bong if you have no papers for your weeds

I thought this was just a pretty cool line in general. It sounds like it could be a phrase or something. I like it though because it evokes a sense of faking it. Melancholy people maybe faking their way through life, pretending to be joyful and sing but really are just lip singing. (Even though the actual phrase is lip synching, so maybe I am way off?). If that is the case it could promote similar feelings and images to the "tears of a sad clown".

This poem seems to have a lot of themes about death and decaying and change so it is no surprise that it takes place by the road to the contagious hospital, because obviously hospitals can be synonymous with death.

After reading this a couple of times I am still not sure who "them" is. Is it the children? I would assume so but im still not sure.

plays Jesus Take the Wheel by Carrie Underwood

The faces in the crowd are basically the epitome of this entire short poem. Things are moving so fast, people are busy getting where they need to go that they all kind of just blur together. No one face becomes important, it is just one of many in the crowd.

As I go back and reread this I notice that there is a theme of using words that are very closely related to death or decaying. "empty shore", "cut down", "silenced" and "rusted".

Sounds like an epitome for my life

This first line is telling the reader right off the bat what the poem is going to be about; the fact that while we put so much attention and importance on love (and justifiably so) at the end of the day it is still not a tangible thing. It is not something that can solve the problems of human necessity.

I believe that Frost is trying to convey that everything - no matter how small or seemingly unworthy of true attention - still has beauty in the way that it/they were designed. The uniqueness of an object and its' design is what makes it special and noteworthy.

I believe the writer is saying that the woods are home to him. He loves the idea of being out in the solitude of nature. However, he has things he needs to do and therefore he cant stop and stay, although he would very much enjoy that. Evidence of this is the fact that he states that even his horse thinks it is queer to stop here with out a farmhouse near.

The ultimate and inevitable problem that any traveler will come across. Not being able to go down both roads, the traveler must choose which road to take. This requires some to stop and think. This is also a metaphor for life, obviously, and the choices / opportunities that are presented leaving us to make a decision on those choices/ opportunities.

This is a really important excerpt in the text. The entire idea of a wall is either to keep something out, or keep something in. In this particular poem I think Frost is referencing both sides, ultimately saying that when you build walls/fences you build barriers for both sides. But I don't really know, I could be way off.

Is "when" supposed to be capitalized or is that a typo? I am sure it is not an accident, but I am wondering why the author would choose to capitalize this word.

I really love this. The tick tick tick is starting to make an iambic, and the breeze fully brings this to be and "wakens" this sound. It is a good piece of imagery in my opinion because I can actually picture the full freeze making this faint iambic into a loud tick.

Did anybody take a raincheck on Mr. Flood's party?

I really like this comparison because it is not one that most people would think of. A poet and a King seem to be complete and polar opposites, but the way Robinson makes the comparison in the following lines as well i thought was really wonderful.

The fact that she actually comes out and writes that she would never actually say it to another living school is an example of her feeling intimidated by John. It is an example of her feeling inferior - most likely due to John's previous behavior. She would never say it to anther living soul because of the repercussions. This shows the way that women had to bite their lip or keep their opinion to themselves, sadly.

Du Bois does a stellar job right here expressing the thought patterns that he and other black american's were (and to some extent still are) feeling. Expressing the hopeless feeling of systematization even after emancipation, all the while the white man is basically telling them to just be content with the fact that they aren't enslaved anymore - basically telling them to just shut up and be happy. I really like the phrase "and behold the suicide of a race!" That is such a powerful line and really hits the core of the reader. Lastly, I like how he flipped the script and wrote that regardless of the horrible systemic treatment he and his people were born into, that it can be used for their advantage and their power. It can make them more careful with aware about who they are and what they have to do, and how far they have to go.

This is such a wonderful use of imagery to get such a serious subject matter across to the reader. I love it because it compares black men to stars - something that at least in today's society is a compliment - but also makes note of the fact that though they are special like shooting stars, their light dies before the world has been able to gauge just how truly magnificent they are. It is a line that resonates all to well even in American society today with things like the poverty rate in African American communities, as well as the incarceration rate of which Black Americans are an unequal majority. So many people of color today - primarily black men - get systematized at such a young age that their "light" dies before it gets a chance to shine on the rest of the world or even their respective community.

I really like this excerpt because I think that it is the embodiment of double-consciousness and it is put so eloquently yet so simple that a man or woman of any part of society could read and understand what he is trying to convey. The imagery of "bleaching" his soul is a very power one for a couple of reasons, but most importantly because bleach turns things white (or takes the color out of an object), so for him to use this metaphor is one that really is eye-opening.

I really don't have anything super intellegint to say other than "the attitude was so American that" is legitimately such a great way to start a joke. Think about it... "the attitude was so American that they gave the infants combat missiles."

im not going to lie, this just reminds me of LeBron James. His nickname is also, "King James". I personally, think he is the 4th greatest basketball player of all-time behind 1. Michael Jordan 2. Wilt Chamberlain 3. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

Here we see the first time that "from" and "come" have appeared in the same stanza, no less the same line. It is the transitioning of the "from" to the "come" as mentioned earlier by wplowman

West Virginia is synonymous with industrial coal mines and other blue collared type jobs, so this does a good job of giving the reader imagery about these certain types of people.