who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
i believe this is hinting at edgar allan poe, where that was where his home was he was considered "mad" for his behavior and writing
who thought they were only mad when Baltimore gleamed in supernatural ecstasy,
i believe this is hinting at edgar allan poe, where that was where his home was he was considered "mad" for his behavior and writing
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
i see why the people at the time made his work such a big deal for how graphically raw it was
who broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling
white gymnasiums seems oddly specific, it reminded me of a mental treatment rooms with white walls
I’m with you in Rockland
this prose type informal structure is one of my favorite things about the piece
who
the repetition of "who" reminds me of a chant for how long its repeated
And some there be who want to croon Of Negro lullabies. We claim no part with racial dearth; We want to sing the songs of birth!
This connection of these lines, I can only imagine is hinting at infants for the croon and lullabies. That the infants are not the only ones who have a new start of life. The point of view of not spending time on death and instead celebrating birth of those entering the community.
Inez
I looked into the meaning of Inez the name and it does mean pure and holy. This may tie into the "lambent' flames which is hinting at a potential fire. Fire is used to symbolize the presence of God. This firey imagery may connect to the red mouth but contrast with the soft pure flower.
May masquerade as happiness: Then you will know when my heart’s aching And I when yours is slowly breaking. Commune—The altars will reveal . . . We then shall be impulsed to kneel And send a prayer upon its way For those who wear the thorns today.
So what I can collect with this information in this stanza is that this biblical reference is asking for forgiveness through prayer. Connecting "those" with Jesus who wear the thorns. I am trying to reconnect this with the title. That the speaker is turning to prayer for change and guidance when given this distress.
And he began to dance. No Charleston or Black Bottom for him. No sir. He danced just as dignified And slow. No, not slow either. Dignified and proud!
These two dances were popular in the 1920's. They were both in some way shape and form derived from African Americans. These were well known dances expressing joy. Although according to the speaker these popular dances did not do justice to how grand the dancing was. This scene of dance that is spoken by the reader is so uniquely described in all aspects.
I, too, am America.
This line is a direct jab at those who discriminate the black community when the American land would be nothing without them. This obscure definition of what makes someone "American" still lives on sadly. The tone in the poem shifts at this line. The body of the poem was hopeful and full of light. This line sounds more defeated and blue, like a child trying to prove themselves to someone.
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world
I read this and immediately thought of the oppression that the black community has endured for years ("ancient"). Like river that is continuous, it seems like no end. "Rivers' is now a person that embodies the oppression and has been living on this earth for so long it has its place and flows in the world. "Grown deep like the rivers" is a metaphor to how deep rooted the racism stems that is far beyond just words but actions, way of living, and society.
I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table When company comes. Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,” Then.
Segregation is directly shown in this stanza although instead of picking up the blatant wrong in the text and unpacking that, the author flips the narrative. Opens up the fact that their time is coming and to stay patient.
By shedding the old chrysalis of the Negro problem we are achieving somethinglike a spiritual emancipation.
Locke is very intricate with his words and that shows throughout. This almost new birth that is stated is such a powerful metaphor. He knew the impact of this metaphor because of what it entails. Once a community of butterflies break out of their shells, they flutter throughout the community and provide such beauty and positive attributions to the the earth. Also to point out nature evolves with the world and is the backbone of keeping it from deterioration.
This is indeed a critical stage of race relationships because of the likelihood, if the new temper is not understood, of engendering sharp group antagonism and a second crop of more calculated prejudice.
Locke creates this realistic approach on how there will be setbacks on evolving race relationships. I think the selected words used in this quotation amplifies the message. It reflects very well on society currently that there is a lot of triumphs in race relationships but there is also larger deliberate obstructions as time goes on.
His shadow, so to speak, has been more real to him than his personality.
This reminds me of the misconstrued ideas of the black community where there was offensive art and caricatures that were the only thing that was shown to society. Very much manipulating society and not giving the community any way to dispute.
“I want to be white,” hidden in the aspirations of his people, to “Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro–and beautiful”?
Th development is truly shown in this text. The earlier quote of associating beauty with white has now shifted to beauty in the black culture. Embracing who they are is what makes a person genuine and that will reflect in the writing.
And so the word white comes to be unconsciously a symbol of all virtues. It holds for the children beauty, morality, and money. The whisper of “I want to be white” runs silently through their minds.
This gives a very specific mindset of how white people are seen through their eyes. It gives a very religious/spiritual tone with words in this text and that it is far beyond the white race receiving a pedestal in life. It is more of a glorified kind of person in a sense that there is only admiration.
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.”
There is a lot to unpack right away in the text. I feel like at the time the success of white poets were seen a lot higher than any other race. Or that any person of color poets only attracted those of that race or a specific community. Or that any black poet filtered what they would say for there was a lot of backlash that could unfold. If you continue reading the next sentence verifies that as well. Embracing your race is a positive trait that stands you out and and makes your writing more authentic instead of conforming. Although I understand that may have been harder at this time to grasp.
Dry bones can harm no one. Only a cock stood on the rooftree Co co rico co co rico In a flash of lightning.
Dry bones indicating death but a small ray of hope with the roster and flash of lighting, symbolizing life and rain, maybe a new start?
Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is always another one walking beside you Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded I do not know whether a man or a woman —But who is that on the other side of you?
Is this death walking beside them? Either a more grim entity or Jesus himself who both reflect death may be neither just opposite directions of afterlife.
Under the brown fog of a winter noon
The detailed color of brown to describe the fog is to me an obvious metaphor of death swallowing those under it.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Who is the narrator referring to when saying "us"? Is this the narrator speaking to an old friend or friends? Or is this just a character? All we know is the speaker has known these individuals or individual for some time because the stanza gives us exact chronological dates with months.
No one to witness and adjust, no one to drive the car
(sorry it did't post to the public) this stanza with the word "witness" "no one to drive the car" it obviously is a car crash but to me sounds like a hit and run: running away from something or someone With this context it changes the intensity of the stanza
All along the road the reddish purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy stuff of bushes and small trees with dead, brown leaves under them leafless vines—
I don't believe the colors of the surroundings are a coincidence. The colors are very dark, purple and brown. The colors aren't in detail but you can assume a plum purple and more dirt brown. The colors of somebody or something who is hurt or dying.
bathed in filth from Monday to Saturday
Excluding Sunday is obviously a tie to religious purposes. Which is full of irony for the fact all "filth" like sins and temptations can be pursued other than Sundays. The facade of people who preach and live completely opposite.
Strive not to speak, poor scattered mouth; I know.
This poem to me sounded like a veteran that became homeless and may have resorted to drugs. Most veterans don't get the proper care they need financially and mentally which leads to awful circumstances. Indications with 'pride he wore", "what power has bought you low", "poor scattered mouth".
I might be driven to sell your love for peace, Or trade the memory of this night for food. It well may be. I do not think I would.
This poem goes full circle. It's almost like the narrator is trying to convince themselves with what they're saying that "Love is not all" then slowly progressively realizes that they don't believe that either.
Yet many a man is making friends with death Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
These lines I believe reflect men who refuse they don't need love and go roaming the world looking for a woman for a night. Although deep down they crave intimate interaction with someone who they will love and love them back. Nothing compares to a deep connection with an individual.
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
Other than the poem's complex meaning that is such a blueprint for poetry, the lines all coincide. The rhyme is intricate and amazes me. He manages to make every stanza flourish on its own. I wonder how long it took to write such a piece that balances rhythm and form.
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.
This text isn't one overflowing with substance but it's whats done with such little words and context is what makes it. The rhyme is sly and subtle which I can imagine wasn't very easy to do. Frost can make any small event/situation sound elegant.
“Mending Wall” (1914)
The whole piece is just one continuous motion no breaks. Aside from that the text rolls so nicely off the tongue and the words are so simple yet perfectly placed.
He stood there in the middle of the road Like Roland’s ghost winding a silent horn. Below him, in the town among the trees, Where friends of other days had honored him, A phantom salutation of the dead Rang thinly till old Eben’s eyes were dim.
This text makes me believe the character is in a mental state where they are coming close to accepting death. I also am wondering if these friends that are spoken about were not really friends but past friends. They might explain why they feel the way they do, guilt? Or if the character distanced themselves away from the town and the people for whatever reason and is regretting it. For the character is always an outsider looking at the town.
He raised again the jug regretfully And shook his head, and was again alone. There was not much that was ahead of him,
We can only guess why the author would provide the "jug" in this text not only once but several. Using context clues we can believe it is wine and or beer. If that is true the character is drunk and is deep into their feelings and that's why they feel so lonely. Being under the influence is effecting the character so much they don't see much "ahead of him" This makes the ending so sad for we are only left knowing the character is having negative thoughts of loneliness and death.
Old Eben Flood, climbing alone one night
Right away the author gives so much to the readers with saying so little. We know the main character and the age bracket that they are a senior. As well as they are alone so we can assume maybe their significant other has passed or their friends have passed and that's why they might be alone. Also makes you wonder why the character is climbing a hill at their old age?
Sometimes I think there are a great many women behind, and sometimes only one, and she crawls around fast, and her crawling shakes it all over. Then in the very bright spots she keeps still, and in the very shady spots she just takes hold of the bars and shakes them hard.
Just like in THE DYNAMO AND THE VIRGIN, Adams would describe the dynamo more and more intricately just how in this text the narrator has progressively given the yellow wallpaper so much detail that she has given it life.
There comes John, and I must put this away,—he hates to have me write a word.
John doesn't like the narrator to write which seems understandable for his poor and traditional view of woman. Yet in “Of Our Spiritual Strivings” the narrator knows and understands the power of voice and language. John is fearful of his wife being knowledgeable then becoming more vocal, where Du Bois relied on his words to make change in America.
Personally, I disagree with their ideas.
In this text the woman is the main character, struggling with mental illness and the sad reality of men speaking for woman. In THE DYNAMO AND THE VIRGIN, a woman is spoken of but almost like a fictional character comparing her to a goddess. Although they both intertwine on the topic of "reproduction" because our narrator in this text is being effected by the aftermath of pregnancy where in THE DYNAMO AND THE VIRGIN the woman is to me sounds like she is she glorified.
it is the contradiction of double aims. The double-aimed struggle of the black artisan—on the one hand to escape white contempt for a nation of mere hewers of wood and drawers of water, and on the other hand to plough and nail and dig for a poverty-stricken horde—could only result in making him a poor craftsman, for he had but half a heart in either cause. By the poverty and ignorance of his people, the Negro minister or doctor was tempted toward quackery and demagogy; and by the criticism of the other world, toward ideals that made him ashamed of his lowly tasks.
I have to be honest I looked up a few words to understand the full context of this text even though I was unaware of a few words the passion of the text spoke to me. The metaphor of the "double aims" is so powerful. It also reminded me of a religious reference, the temptation of doing wrong (quackery) and "the criticism of the world". It feels very much like prayer, like asking for forgiveness "ashamed" of what has been done. That the admitting of all this that was driven by temptation from the world like it's almost a confession. This text alone there is just so much to pick apart.
The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife,—this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. In this merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost. He would not Africanize America, for America has too much to teach the world and Africa. He would not bleach his Negro soul in a flood of white Americanism, for he knows that Negro blood has a message for the world. He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American, without being cursed and spit upon by his fellows, without having the doors of Opportunity closed roughly in his face.
This whole paragraph is pure imagery. Du Bois could have wrote this whole paragraph by just naming examples of lost opportunities because of race but this was the farthest from it. Reading this not only has such vivid figurative language but explains that people would assume that from this analysis that the speaker doesn't want to be the race they are for the hardships that follow. Although that is incorrect and explains that in this world you can not be black and American. Then finishes off the paragraph with such powerful imagery. This paragraph could stand alone.
How does it feel to be a problem? they say, I know an excellent colored man in my town; or, I fought at Mechanicsville; or, Do not these Southern outrages make your blood boil? At these I smile, or am interested, or reduce the boiling to a simmer, as the occasion may require. To the real question, How does it feel to be a problem? I answer seldom a word.
This introduction was interesting to me because the back to back question and answer to me sets a tone right away. It sounds like the author is speaking to himself but as the text goes on the rhythm rises and lowers as if the speaker is unsure. The end of the paragraph also isn't an in depth answer to the question that was presented, it's more a response of defeat.
Adams knew nothing about any of them, but as a mathematical problem of influence on human progress, though all were occult, all reacted on his mind, and he rather inclined to think the Virgin easiest to handle.
Easiest to handle? What made the Virgin this way to Adam? We don't know too much about the Virgin so we can't agree or disagree, did the author do this on purpose?
She was goddess because of her force; she was the animated dynamo; she was reproduction–the greatest and most mysterious of all energies; all she needed was to be fecund.
I am slightly confused why the mentions of women are so stern? This text continuously discusses reproduction. I am aware this is an older text but why is the description of a woman merely focused on gender related purposes? Also this paragraph stands out because it finally mentions a woman. Does the author have a personal connection or disconnect with women?
Nothing in education is so astonishing as the amount of ignorance it accumulates in the form of inert facts
This sentence raised an interesting point. Education has lost value in my perspective for we aren't challenging and or changing what is being taught. It is the same information that our parents were taught and it will just continue that way. Also, education is not sitting in a classroom anymore, if you really want to learn current vital information anyone can access that information online. Learning new subjects has evolved and now is as simple as entering words into a search bar.
Gutted cars, earth is calling in her little ones,
What is "Gutted cars" hinting at? This line, I believe is referring to Mother Nature. If that is true, does the author hint at "Gutted cars" as trying to rid the earth of humans? Is Mother Nature calling her "little ones" which I could assume are the animals?
From all my white sins forgiven
The author speaking is white, why did he make that apparent with this line? Is he trying to make a racial point?
Out of the bones’ need to sharpen and the muscles’ to stretch
Is this speaking about animals or humans? If it is about animals, is it the Lion's bones that need sharpening or whosever sharpened bones will they be used against the Lion?
Lion”
Lions are the symbol for the zodiac sign of Leos