Either you’re sunk in the past, half our walk, thinking of what you never can bring back, or else you’re off in some fog concerning —tomorrow, is that what you call it?
It means that you are worry about what's gonna happen tomorrow or you don't the bad memories from the past
What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones,
It means what Shakespeare needs now is dead
Shoot, We nicknamed you “Cat-killer,”
That the cat kills rats
Truth to tell, just being here,
one person's attempt just so he can be alive
I look like I’m recently back from the dead.
That he is ready for halloween
her hips, are all laughter and wind clap
her hips are all laughter and wind claps- that means that she is a funny person but also the winds are like the people are congratulating her
For thirty winters– it was common knowledge–
it has been 30 years and still doesn't know
Fairy tales are full of impossible tasks:
That all of the fairy tales story are just fake and not real
before I am lost, hell must open like a red rose for the dead to pass.
it presents an interesting image of death giving way to life like a opening of red roses
Discontent began a small rumble in the earthly mind.
dissatisfaction shakes up human peace
Children who did not specially want it to happen
They are not looking forward to the birth of another sibling
Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points rain down along the sidelines.
that there is a lot of punctuation on either side of the poem