47 Matching Annotations
  1. Dec 2021
    1. Moloch

      Another example of his constant repetition but this time with the word Moloch. Adds a key difference from the first part of the poem compared two the second poem. He seems to be associating this "moloch" with a description of a person/thing. Example is "Moloch in whom I dream angels!" and "Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone!"

    2. ah, Carl,

      There's a slight shift that happens here. Ginsberg is finally addressing Carl again and in a way is reminding readers who this poem is for. After using constant repetition of "who" he breaks away from that and abruptly mentions carl again.

    3. roadside lonely petticoat upliftings & especially secret gas-station solipsisms of johns, & hometown alleys too,

      Ginsberg does not shy away from including so much descriptive detail. It shows the kind of poet he is and how he wants the reader to actually react to his writing, whether that reaction is good or bad.

  2. Nov 2021
    1. With tendrils drinking at the Nile …

      This poem addresses a longing to be apart of the people in other countries, perhaps Egypt. The mention of palm-trees, Sphinx, Lotus flow’r, and the Nile. Bennett writes this location with a longing for a sense of placement in a specific culture and community. The repetition of “I want” proves that longing and desire.

    1. God, must I sit and sew?

      this poem emphasizes the fact that women are not given an opportunity to help out during the war. There seems to be a tone of constant frustration that the speaker has to stay at home and sew, a task that a time would only be for women. There seems to be a desire to be helpful and feel that she is doing work that will help others.

    1. Be still, be still, my precious child,      I must not give you birth!

      This poem touches on the cruelty the world has towards Black people and the fear a mother has for their unborn child. She wants to keep her baby in her but understands that at one point she will need to give birth which is terrifying her. Her repetition of the word cruel throughout the poem reenforces this fear she has for her future child, wishing she could do everything to protect it.

    1. The crowd kept yellin’ but he didn’t hear, Just kept on dancin’ and twirlin’ that cane

      There’s a sense of community when everyone is coming out, yelling and cheering for the man that was dancing. It paints a strong image of a community that aims to support one another while having fun. Also the fact that music is incorporated into this shows how jazz has a big influence within the Black community.

    1. He made that poor piano moan with melody. O Blues! Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool. Sweet Blues!

      His description of music seems to come from a place of deep love. He uses personification, like “that old piano moan” and “sad raggy tune”, it puts an emphasis on the power music holds, specifically blues.

    2. Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet?

      I love the constant personification of a dream, comparing to a raisin and a sore. It makes the concept of this dream become stronger. Especially this juxtaposition when using the personification of rotten meat and syrupy sweet. It opens new possibilities to what a deferred dream could be if actually pursued.

    1. Recall how suddenly the Negro spirituals revealed themselves; suppressed for generations under the stereotypes of Wesleyan hymn harmony, secretive, half-ashamed, until the courage of being natural brought them out–and behold, there was folk-music.

      This statement made me think about Hughes writing and how both of them talk about music. Though Hughes is much more expressive and descriptive, Locke practices a subtlety when talking about music; which is seen as the end of this line. The use of the word "behold" made it seem like it was a synonym for finally, finally there was folk-music.

    2. We have tomorrow Bright before us Like a flame. Yesterday, a night-gone thing A sun-down name. And dawn today Broad arch above the road we came. We march!

      These three lines have the same tone of confidence optimism. It speaks to the idea that the past is in the past and the only thing we can focus on and change is the future. The ending, "We march!", gives these three lines as a call for other people, or a remark that it is time to act.

    3. The migrant masses, shifting from countryside to city, hurdle several generations of experience at a leap, but more important, the same thing happens spiritually in the life-attitudes and self-expression of the Young Negro, in his poetry, his art, his education and his new outlook, with the additional advantage, of course, of the poise and greater certainty of knowing what it is all about. From this comes the promise and warrant of a new leadership

      Locke writes this portion with a sense of optimism and hope. He writes in hopes for the new generation will bring their own art and self-expression in a way that has never been done before. Their art will help develop a new outlook on life and change the perspectives of other people.

    1. Play awhile. Sing awhile. 0, let’s dance! These common people are not afraid of spirituals, as for a long time their more intellectual brethren were, and jazz is their child.

      I noticed that Hughe's goes into these small tangents about art and jazz. You can feel his emotion when he's writing about these topics because it feels like he's trying to spit out as many adorning words as he can in order to fully express his love for it. He especially loves art from people who aren't afraid to show their true selves.

    2. The people who have their hip of gin on Saturday nights and are not too important to themselves or the community, or too well fed, or too learned to watch the lazy world go round

      Hughes seems to write about the Black working class as people who have experienced life in a different way. He writes about them as people who aim to be as opposite as they can from their oppressors. They are described as people who live for themselves. As a reader I can really tell the difference from when he writes about Black middle class compared to how he writes about the Black working class.

    3. But jazz to me is one of the inherent expressions of Negro life in America; the eternal tom-tom beating in the Negro soul–the tom-tom of revolt against weariness in a white world, a world of subway trains, and work, work, work; the tom-tom of joy and laughter, and pain swallowed in a smile

      Hughes dives deep into what jazz is to him. He uses beautiful descriptive skills in order to properly explain the way jazz makes him feel and what comes out of him through the music. I especially liked the part where he states; “The tom-tom of revolt against weariness in a white world”. I think this tied in a lot of the points he made previously about the white world/community.

  3. Oct 2021
    1. White bodies naked on the low damp ground And bones cast in a little low dry garret, Rattled by the rat’s foot only, year to year.

      This motif of the dead is expressed through the speakers concern of their brother's and father's bodies, which are buried. I thought that the use of the words "white bodies naked" and "bones cast" is great use of language when describing a decaying human body. It is similar to how one would call the walking dead and how only rats and insect would be able to stand being near them.

    2. He who was living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience

      These lines highlight the motif of zombies/death. We are all living now though slowly we are all going to die and face death in the end. I interpreted this as the speaker describing everyone as zombies, we are all half living. Society, in general, is living just to die.

    3. “Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?”

      This line presents us once again with the same zombie motif. Asking someone if they're alive or not, not being completely sure if they're dead. Before this line we get some dialogue, though it seems that the speaker is talking to themselves or to someone who is not capable of responding. One thing that caught my eye in this particular line are the words "nothing in your head", almost as if someone can be 'partially' alive with no coherent thoughts.

    4. Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks, The lady of situations. Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel, And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card, Which is blank, is something he carries on his back, Which I am forbidden to see

      This section makes me think about several ideas such as mysticism, power, future, and spirituality. The rise of Tarot cards and horoscopes have been prevalent, specially now. Do these tarot cards have specific meaning or telling about the narrator? Are the cards only for the speaker or also for the reader?

    1. Beyond, the waste of broad, muddy fields brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen

      The opposite of Spring. Perhaps this description is needed in order create a juxtaposition from the beginning and the end. The use of the word "fallen" gives hope that spring might actually be coming.

    2. sent out at fifteen to work in some hard-pressed house in the suburbs—

      Highlights the life of the working class. Most of the time working class families had to send their young children to work in order to survive. Especially since this was written right before the Great Depression Era.

    3. from Monday to Saturday

      Does not include Sunday, maybe the narrator does this on person in order to emphasize how Sunday is considered a 'holy' day, church day. Brings up religion and how this might play in this picture of classic America.

  4. Sep 2021
    1. Strive not to speak, poor scattered mouth; I know.

      The last line makes me think that the narrator is disappointed that no one is there to mourn this man. But at the same time is not surprised. The words ‘I know’ sounds like a type of acceptance that people no longer care

    2. Man, doughty Man, what power has brought you low,

      This line makes me think that the narrator is mourning this brave and strong man. It seems like the narrator is sad to see this man die but is saddened more that no one cares. No one wants to mourn this man.

    3. Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,

      The first few lines challenge the stereotypes of love. In media love is portrayed as the one thing people need to survive. Many old stories like Romeo and Juliet showcase people dying for love. Others media how people can’t eat or sleep because they are in love. The word ‘lovesick’ is commonly used. These lines make sure that the reader know that love is not everything.

    1. And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

      This four stanza poem shares another story of alienation. The speaker knows who where they are, the owner of the land, and they know they are far from others. The speaker is actively alone with their only companion, the horse. Frost uses descriptive language to describe the woods and weather as if they are the only companion the narrator has.

    2. I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

      The last two lines of this poem explores the theme of alienation and isolation. The narrator decides to take a road where they will be alone. They actively chose this and realized that this sparked something within them.

    3. Good fences make good neighbors.”

      The narrator feels a disconnect from their neighbor. I suspect the speaker doesn’t want the fence between them since they have nothing to hide. This specific line points out how the neighbor views the narrator as just his neighbor, nothing else. He tells them this line out of courtesy but the speaker still does not understand the need for the fence.

    1. I spun, I wove, I kept the house, I nursed the sick, I made the garden, and for holiday

      These words give me a sense of motherhood. This person has grown old and done what she could for others. She has prioritized her children and the people she cares about. Her whole life revolved on caring for other people.

    2. Choose your own good and call it good. For I could never make you see That no one knows what is good

      The narrator is the voice of a dead person talking about what people are going to do with his personal items. They specifically mention the characters of books. It’s as if this dead person is reflecting their past life and judging people he interacted with.

    3. Tragedy, comedy, valor and truth, Courage, constancy, heroism, failure– All in the loom, and oh what patterns!

      It seems as this is an epiphany. The narrator is pointing out all the little things that surrounds them using various of descriptive words. They also use the same “tick” as a sound which seems to keep the pace steady throughout the poem

    1. We had a drop together. Welcome home!”

      He seems to be reminiscing the past, a past where he was praised by his friends and wondering how he got to this point. How is he on top of this hill so drunk by himself? It seemed like he was starting a debate with himself but quickly accepts his loneliness.

    2. And you and I have said it here before. Drink to the bird

      One of the main themes of this poem is clearly loneliness. Mr. Flood is talking to himself throughout the poem because he has no one companion at the time, he drinks by himself, he sings to himself. He points out that the nature surrounding him are his only friends.

    3. Clipping the same sad alnage of the years.

      The last stanza put in perspective of what they were trying to convey. There’s this feeling of history and ancient traditions that people are constantly studying. He was almost mocking these men about their daily task, as if they were waiting for something amazing to happen so they can recognized or credited.

    1. I have watched her sometimes away off in the open country, creeping as fast as a cloud shadow in a high wind

      This lady is almost like another version of her. This lady that is creeping throughout the house and outside in the trees, is who she wants to be. She wants to be someone who is free and adventurous, someone who does not have to ask for permission to do what basic things. The way Gilman writes the description of this women makes me think about when Du Bois writes about this double conscious. Du Bois write about this double consciousness and how it affects how one thinks about themselves and their identity. The woman must present herself one way to her husband but through her writing we know that she is struggling.

    2. John says if I don’t pick up faster he shall send me to Weir Mitchell in the fall

      John holds his power and knowledge over his wife, almost treating her like a little girl. He is constantly telling her what is benefiting her and what is damaging to her. He doesn’t listen to her needs and ignores her true requests. Every time he reminds her of her health it’s almost like saying “I’m smart, a physician, and a man, so you must listen to me”. Similar to how Du Bois expresses how education does give a person something to talk about, almost as if it puts someone on a pedestal. These type of actions also remind me of the teachers Adams writes about, men who are much more educated and believe they have an advantage.

    3. My brother is also a physician, and also of high standing, and he says the same thing.

      By reading the first few lines I can infer that this couple is wealthy since they are able to have a house for the summer. This reminds me to how Du Bois talks about white wealthy people having opportunities like this. They are able to escape for a season, the wife doesn’t work (her husband forbids her). Her husband and brother are physicians. They have a life that many would have dreamed too have at the time. These are the kinds of experiences that Du Bois would not be able to have because of his race and the way people viewed him and his ancestors.

    1. The training of the schools we need to-day more than ever,—the training of deft hands, quick eyes and ears, and above all the broader, deeper, higher culture of gifted minds and pure hearts. The power of the ballot we need in sheer self-defence,—else what shall save us from a second slavery?

      These last few paragraphs share the overall message Du Bois was conveying throughout the opening of his work. Here he does the same thing, as I mentioned in my previous annotations, the style of listing descriptive words. Though this time he does it when describing the people that are worthy of education. This shows the shift from the first section I annotated, where Du Bois was writing as if he didn’t know where he stood with his identity, education, or hardships. Throughout the text he makes sure to shows his progress and ends with the reason of why people are worthy of the same opportunities.

    2. For the first time he sought to analyze the burden he bore upon his back, that dead-weight of social degradation partially masked behind a half-named Negro problem. He felt his poverty; without a cent, without a home, without land, tools, or savings, he had entered into competition with rich, landed, skilled neighbors.
      1. Here Du Bois brings up his identity, education, and disadvantages again, all at once. He uses the same technique as my first annotation, where he lists the numerous of problems and describes his hardships with words that paint a picture for the reader.

      The last few words of this section shares how he still feels somewhat captive by his history, no matter how much freedom is granted there will always be a disadvantage unfortunately. Though this time he was in competition with the people who disrespected him. He was no longer waiting for something to happen, instead he was up against these people and doing something.

    3. Why did God make me an outcast and a stranger in mine own house? The shades of the prison-house closed round about us all: walls strait and stubborn to the whitest, but relentlessly narrow, tall, and unscalable to sons of night who must plod darkly on in resignation, or beat unavailing palms against the stone, or steadily, half hopelessly, watch the streak of blue above.

      Du Bois starts to describe his identity and how it makes him feel captive as if he was in prison. Du Bois uses words such as “walls strait” and “unscalable” to describe the feeling of this prison. This shows how he’s aware of his disadvantage to certain things such as education. At this point it seems like he still hasn’t figured out how to pave a way for himself, he is struggling.

  5. Aug 2021
    1. Of all the American artists who gave to American art whatever life it breathed in the seventies, St. Gaudens was perhaps the most sympathetic, but certainly the most inarticulate.

      In this paragraph he describes St. Guadens as an artist that possessed a skill others didn’t have. I thought it was interesting and a bit confusing on how Adams started comparing him to so many other artist. I wondered what the point of singling him out. Were they trying to compare his force as a creator to the dynamo’s force? It seems like Adams views St. Guadens as someone with rare talent.

    2. When she was a true force, she was ignorant of fig-leaves, but the monthly-magazine-made American female had not a feature that would have been recognized by Adam. The trait was notorious, and often humorous, but any one brought up among Puritans knew that sex was sin

      This paragraph mentions “Woman” for the first time in the piece. The shift from “The Woman” being powerful in France and shameful in America threw off for a bit. I wonder if this is a clue of how Adams himself feels about women personally. This passage brings to light the conversation of sex and how it plays a role with power.

    3. As he grew accustomed to the great gallery of machines, he began to feel the forty-foot dynamos as a moral force, much as the early Christians felt the Cross

      I noticed that as every sentence progressed Adams would describe the dynamo in more greater detail. He even starts comparing how he felt about it the same way Christians feel about the cross. I was confused on how he developed this feeling towards the dynamo. He kept talking about a force that he felt but doesn’t necessarily talk about what the force does.

    1. Earth is eating trees, fence posts, Gutted cars, earth is calling in her little ones, “Come home, Come home!” From pig balls,

      Are “her little ones” humans? Is this stanza specifically pointing out early global warming?