Sunday, March 30, 2008
All loneliness is NOT bad!
As I did research for my multi-genre project I can across many poems about loneliness. I was expecting to find a variety of poems that were about not only loneliness making you sad and depressed but also ones that stated how loneliness had made them strong and a better person. I soon found that what I was hoping to find was not going to be as successful as I planned. It seems that out of all the poems I read, they all discussed how sad and depressing it was to be lonely. I know from personal experience that to be lonely is just a temporary thing intended to make you stronger. It is an emotion that forces you to go on and get beyond it. It is simply a bump in the road to happiness. You just have to patient.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Poems!
I don't read very many poems. In fact one of my favorites isn't really a poem at all. It's acctually a quote from my favorite book, but I find it poetic so I felt it neccissary to include it. It is just worded so strongly, with such passion, that it makes you almost feel that way. The second one I picked is just something that when I was younger i heard it once and it kinda just stuck with me. Whenever I'm having a bad day or feeling lonley I can just read it and it lets me know that there is someone out there. The rest of my list I kinda of struggled with to put together but I did my best! :)
“Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”
-From the book White Oleander
Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile,
And finds in your presence that life is worth while,
So when you are lonely, remember it's true:
Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.
~Unknown
The Night Has a Thousand Eyes by Francis Bourdillon
Lyrics to the song There Is by Boxcar Racer
Two Songs by Adrienne Rich
Sex without Love by Sharon Olds
“Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”
-From the book White Oleander
Somewhere there's someone who dreams of your smile,
And finds in your presence that life is worth while,
So when you are lonely, remember it's true:
Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.
~Unknown
The Night Has a Thousand Eyes by Francis Bourdillon
Lyrics to the song There Is by Boxcar Racer
Two Songs by Adrienne Rich
Sex without Love by Sharon Olds
Sunday, March 16, 2008
My remarks on Marks
The poem “Marks” seems to be somewhat depressing. I have found that a lot of the poems we have been reading all have turned out being sad. I find this quite odd. I cant believe that that her husband actually grades her on the tasks done. Especially grading her performance I bed, I would be outraged if my significant other graded me on what I did around the house or my sexual performance. If my own children graded me, well, that would probably be very sad. Mostly if my grades where like the ones that the children give out in the poem. It makes perfect sense that she would “drop out” after the marks she got from her loved ones.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Barbie Doll
I am not really sure how I feel about this poem. I think that it is written very well and is totally interesting but it is sort of disturbing in a weird way. Don’t get me wrong the poems flow and wording is very strong with a lot of emotion. It seems a little to depressing to me though. I personally like more cheerful and happy poems. This of course is just my personal opinion.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Lucky....
I have only read the first couple chapters of Lucky, but so far the book is very interesting. It is a definite page turner. Alic Sebold is an amazing writer and if i had more time I'm sure I could read this book in a day.
Sebold does a very good job with her descriptions. The intensity of them makes you feel as if you are there observing. She mentions everything you could think of with out making it overwhelming to where you get lost reading the first couple pages. In the first chapter when she is going through the happenings of her rape, I felt as if i was standing there watching. As creepy as that sounds, I felt I was watching and could not do anything to help.
On the other hand there was something that I am not real sure how I felt about it. The way Sebold jumps from subject to subject after each chapter. At first you don't really see the meaning behind the things such as her infatuation with the house fires. I didn't really understand where she was going with that whole chapter. Also, immediately after wen she jumps into talking about her mother drinking, I felt that was kind of random at first.
Although there are many things I find odd about her writing style, I still find her to be an amazing writer and can't wait to read more of Lucky!
Sebold does a very good job with her descriptions. The intensity of them makes you feel as if you are there observing. She mentions everything you could think of with out making it overwhelming to where you get lost reading the first couple pages. In the first chapter when she is going through the happenings of her rape, I felt as if i was standing there watching. As creepy as that sounds, I felt I was watching and could not do anything to help.
On the other hand there was something that I am not real sure how I felt about it. The way Sebold jumps from subject to subject after each chapter. At first you don't really see the meaning behind the things such as her infatuation with the house fires. I didn't really understand where she was going with that whole chapter. Also, immediately after wen she jumps into talking about her mother drinking, I felt that was kind of random at first.
Although there are many things I find odd about her writing style, I still find her to be an amazing writer and can't wait to read more of Lucky!
Monday, February 11, 2008
What is NON-FICTION?
I feel that non-fiction literature is any sort of literature that is based off true events. There can be some alterations such as names and such, but is mostly based on the truth. It is a representation of fact, as wikipedia states.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
A Good Man IS Hard to Find!
I enjoyed the short story, "A Good Man Is Hard to Find". The first thing that drew me into this story was obviously the title. The title fits very well into my life and I agree one hundred and ten percent! I good man is very hard to find indeed. I started reading the story thinking, "hmm...maybe there is some hidden trick in here or something that will lead me to a good man, or at least to bait em' in, then I can trap em'" (that is a bit of sarcasms for those who don't know me). Then I realized, if there was some hidden trick in this story, A LOT more people would know about it don't you think. So, as my dream of finding my "dream man luring technique" vanished, I still continued to read.
What kept me intrigued while reading this story was definitely the irony throughout it. As you read you start to think of random pieces that MAY be a hint to something else later in the story. Or at least I do. :) Once you realize one bit or irony, you are determined to find out everything else that could be ironic. Then, before you know it you have finished the story, are putting together pieces of irony, and you think you have this whole story figured out. That is until someone else brings up something you didn't realize and you find yourself in this vicious circle of reading and rereading the story searching for those pieces of irony that you missed.
Personally, I found the fact that, the one person that the grandmother wanted to keep away from her family was the misfit, which turns out to be one of her sons. I found that very odd, yet at the same time...IRONIC! Also, the fact that after they wander off onto this unpaved road, looking for a house that is not even in the state, they get into a car accident. IRONICALLY, after crashing they all end up being killed by the misfit. Ironic?....YES INDEED! :)
What kept me intrigued while reading this story was definitely the irony throughout it. As you read you start to think of random pieces that MAY be a hint to something else later in the story. Or at least I do. :) Once you realize one bit or irony, you are determined to find out everything else that could be ironic. Then, before you know it you have finished the story, are putting together pieces of irony, and you think you have this whole story figured out. That is until someone else brings up something you didn't realize and you find yourself in this vicious circle of reading and rereading the story searching for those pieces of irony that you missed.
Personally, I found the fact that, the one person that the grandmother wanted to keep away from her family was the misfit, which turns out to be one of her sons. I found that very odd, yet at the same time...IRONIC! Also, the fact that after they wander off onto this unpaved road, looking for a house that is not even in the state, they get into a car accident. IRONICALLY, after crashing they all end up being killed by the misfit. Ironic?....YES INDEED! :)
Monday, January 28, 2008
A Rose for Emily
While reading A Rose for Emily I both sympathized for her as well as came up with many questions concerning the story. People considered her a pathetic, lonely, old women in her town which alone is quite sad. The towns people simply looked at her as their means of entertainment. She was simply something for them to talk about. If I was in her situation, I too would stay at home all the day. It makes perfect sense for her not to leave her home. Every time she leaves she is stared at and gossiped about. Would you want to leave your house with this happening? People whisper about her as she walked by leaving her feel hurt and unwanted.
The people in this town as so cruel and only think about themselves. At one point they sprinkle lime juice on her lawn simply so they don't have to smell whatever smell is lingering around her home. They don't think to just ask her to do something about it. They feel the need to sneak on to her property.
Also when Emily dies, it seems that they only come to the funeral out of curiosity. They don't come as a sign of respect but just nosiness. They hardly got to see her, except for the rare occasion that she would come out of the house out of necessity. So they simply wanted to see what she looked like up close.
There are still many more questions that come to mind when reading this essay. These are just a few that seem most shocking to me.
The people in this town as so cruel and only think about themselves. At one point they sprinkle lime juice on her lawn simply so they don't have to smell whatever smell is lingering around her home. They don't think to just ask her to do something about it. They feel the need to sneak on to her property.
Also when Emily dies, it seems that they only come to the funeral out of curiosity. They don't come as a sign of respect but just nosiness. They hardly got to see her, except for the rare occasion that she would come out of the house out of necessity. So they simply wanted to see what she looked like up close.
There are still many more questions that come to mind when reading this essay. These are just a few that seem most shocking to me.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
The Management of Grief
I decided to write the beginning of this story in the way that I viewed it.
Lost in chaos,
Trying to be alert,
Looking for a reason,
Something to heal this hurt,
A rumor of terrorism,
A bomb planted inside,
The cries of her family,
Make the pain subside,
She's looking for a reason,
To make her feel alright,
Just looking for a reason,
To know the futures bright.
Trying to be alert,
Looking for a reason,
Something to heal this hurt,
A rumor of terrorism,
A bomb planted inside,
The cries of her family,
Make the pain subside,
She's looking for a reason,
To make her feel alright,
Just looking for a reason,
To know the futures bright.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
How to put on and tie your shoes
Being able to tie your shoes is a very important task in every day life, so today I will instruct you on exactly how to go about it.
First, you will select a pair of shoes that you would like to wear that day. For this instruction manual to work properly I suggest picking a pair that have laces in them. After choosing the shoe of your liking, you will place it properly on the foot that it belongs on. If, when placing you shoe on your foot you find that it is oddly uncomfortable and causing you to walk in the similar fashion as a duck, you have placed your shoe on the wrong foot and need to switch it to the opposite foot. Then, you will pick up the string-like objects coming out of the shoe. We call these objects shoe laces. You will hold one in each hand and cross them over to resemble an "X". After doing so, you will cross one of the laces over the other and loop it through the bottom of the "X". We call this "going under the bridge". Following this step you will pull the laces tight. Holding one lace in your hand loop it over to for a "rabbit ear". After this take the other lace and wrap it around the rabbit ear once. Once you have done this you make that lace into an ear as well and loop it through the lace you just wrapped around the first rabbit ear. After you are done, pull the rabbit ears tight and you are done! You will want to practice this multiple times and next thing you know you will be tying your shoes like pro!
First, you will select a pair of shoes that you would like to wear that day. For this instruction manual to work properly I suggest picking a pair that have laces in them. After choosing the shoe of your liking, you will place it properly on the foot that it belongs on. If, when placing you shoe on your foot you find that it is oddly uncomfortable and causing you to walk in the similar fashion as a duck, you have placed your shoe on the wrong foot and need to switch it to the opposite foot. Then, you will pick up the string-like objects coming out of the shoe. We call these objects shoe laces. You will hold one in each hand and cross them over to resemble an "X". After doing so, you will cross one of the laces over the other and loop it through the bottom of the "X". We call this "going under the bridge". Following this step you will pull the laces tight. Holding one lace in your hand loop it over to for a "rabbit ear". After this take the other lace and wrap it around the rabbit ear once. Once you have done this you make that lace into an ear as well and loop it through the lace you just wrapped around the first rabbit ear. After you are done, pull the rabbit ears tight and you are done! You will want to practice this multiple times and next thing you know you will be tying your shoes like pro!
the woman in the paper
The descriptions of the yellow wallpaper remind me of almost being poetic and artistic.
Staring through the patterns you look into the back.
The shapes and forms all collide.
You gaze for hours into whats seems, a new dimension.
Emotions trapped beyond the patterns.
It seems as if its you.
You're trapped in yellow pigment.
The eyes behind the color stare.
The bars leave you trapped.
Entangled in the shapes that clutter this wall.
Leaving smudges and marks from attempted escape.
Will you be released from this yellow hell?
Patterns expanding.
Bars widening.
Releasing you and emotions beyond the yellow paper.
Staring through the patterns you look into the back.
The shapes and forms all collide.
You gaze for hours into whats seems, a new dimension.
Emotions trapped beyond the patterns.
It seems as if its you.
You're trapped in yellow pigment.
The eyes behind the color stare.
The bars leave you trapped.
Entangled in the shapes that clutter this wall.
Leaving smudges and marks from attempted escape.
Will you be released from this yellow hell?
Patterns expanding.
Bars widening.
Releasing you and emotions beyond the yellow paper.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Just the start of "Sonny's Blues"....
In the short story “Sonny Blue’s” they described how big a part one person call take in someone’s life. In this story Sonny had a rough life growing up. He wasn’t privileged at all living in Harlem. In fact it really had a negative affect on his life. This may have been the cause of his personality. Sonny never really thought about who he was hurting with his actions when he would do things. He hurt many people through out his entire life, one person being his brother. His older brother used to try so hard to help him but Sonny would not allow this to happen. He would simply just push them away every time they tried to help.
Sonny’s music is his life support in a way. It is the one thing he trusts and the thing that truly gets him through the day. Sonny seems like he becomes a totally different person when he plays his piano. He goes into a sort of trace almost. The piano was his one escape from the world around him no matter how bad it seemed to get.
Sonny’s father also had a large impact on his life. He taught Sonny to be the way he was, to be cautious. He taught him that the world around him was not safe, in fact it was a very dangerous place. His father may have also influenced Sonny’s reaction to flee every time he got scared instead of staying and trying to deal with his problems. Every time Sonny got scared he would run away just like his father did when he left Harlem.
He used many things in his life to run from the problems that were brought upon him in his life. Most of his escapes seemed innocent at first but his escapes started to get worse and worse as time went by. They started out being things as simple as escaping through his music, and then it turned into escaping by joining the navy. Things to follow were things like his addiction to drugs which caused him to be sent to jail.
Sonny’s music is his life support in a way. It is the one thing he trusts and the thing that truly gets him through the day. Sonny seems like he becomes a totally different person when he plays his piano. He goes into a sort of trace almost. The piano was his one escape from the world around him no matter how bad it seemed to get.
Sonny’s father also had a large impact on his life. He taught Sonny to be the way he was, to be cautious. He taught him that the world around him was not safe, in fact it was a very dangerous place. His father may have also influenced Sonny’s reaction to flee every time he got scared instead of staying and trying to deal with his problems. Every time Sonny got scared he would run away just like his father did when he left Harlem.
He used many things in his life to run from the problems that were brought upon him in his life. Most of his escapes seemed innocent at first but his escapes started to get worse and worse as time went by. They started out being things as simple as escaping through his music, and then it turned into escaping by joining the navy. Things to follow were things like his addiction to drugs which caused him to be sent to jail.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Introduction
My name is Heather and I am a sophomore. I am also a secondary education mathematics major and English minor. I currently work at Hollister in the mall. I have two sisters, one older and on younger than me. Other than that i dont have much more to say.
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