You have an absolutely beautiful blog. It’s simple and elegant.
The beginning of this post speaks volumes to me. “too many questions to ask than I have comments to make”. You’ve put together a literature students dilemmas in a sentence. Our forever dying desire to know why an author wrote what he wrote. Why some symphonies are so beautiful and why they make you tear up just with music. Absolutely love this blog and love the rest of the blogs as well.
Keep up the good work.
Are you talking about Tom the cat from Tom and Jerry by any chance? If that is the case it sounds amazing, I personally am scared of trying to write poems. Poems are so raw and personal. It does give you an insight to a person’s life and if you hadn’t mentioned that it wasn’t based on your experience, I would’ve assumed you were talking about your life. Overall, I love that you’re trying to write poems. Maybe I’ll attempt one too.
Do you share Robert Frost’s belief that “A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom…it runs a course of lucky events, and ends in a clarification of life.” “The Figure a Poem Makes” (250-251)? If possible try to explain in your own words what you understand by this statement. Can you give an example of a poem you have read that does just this?
I find poems an indulgence. I don’t usually think of poems when I think about studying literature to find wisdom. The first ones that come to my mind are novels, essays, plays and maybe then poems. I do share Robert Frost’s belief that “A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom…it runs a course of lucky events, and ends in a clarification of life.” “The Figure a Poem Makes” (250-251). Every poem I’ve read has been as a form of pleasure, and every poem that I’ve read has left me with a little bit of wisdom that I would’ve never thought of. One nof these poem’s that I have read that does this is a poem by Rupi Kaur, published in her book, Milk and honey.
This poem gives me so much strength every time I read it. It reminds me of all the things that I’ve gone through on my own and how much stronger I’ve emerged after every experience. And I don’t think this wisdom can be passed on by any novel, book, or essay as beautifully as it has been portrayed by this short poem.
Love this post. Looking at Emily Dickinson as an outgoing person is definitely brave but not wrong. I do agree with you in some aspects. If she wasn’t outgoing in some ways you wouldn’t be able to send a strand of your hair to someone through the mail. She is definitely out there and her writing from a woman of her time does give me the courage to speak out my words and gives me the strength to experiment.
Your blog looks beautiful. Just a suggestion, I think it would look nice if Emily’s photo was on the top, rather than the bottom. I didn’t see the photo until I scrolled down to comment. I think it’d be a good intro if you had the picture on the top.
DU BOIS “The problem of the Twentieth Century is the problem of the color-line”. What do you think Du Bois means? (p.885)
“The problem of the Twentieth Century is the problem of the color-line” I believe that Du Bois is referring to the obvious racial discrimination that the was prevalent during that time and even today to some extent. Du Bois elaborates how he looks into Not only does this discrimination create a “hate-culture” it also risks the success rate of people who are discriminated. A recent example of this is the 2016 presidential election of the United States of America. A lot of racial dispute arose from this election. The color-line Du Bois mentions is the racial profiling some people face or the stereotypes imposed on people just because of their background. Unfortunately, the problem of the Twenty-first Century is also the problem of the color-line.
Beautiful poem! I’m truly touched by the struggle and the pain in this poem. I personally find poems very intimidating and I must commend you for yours. It’s beautiful and your language is powerful. We must face adversity as they come and fight back with full strength and perseverance. Your words are truly inspiring and I hope you continue to write more. Looking forward to reading more of your work.
It is so exciting to be here on this boat. Who would’ve thought that I would end up helping Jim run away! After all the troubles I’ve caused him I guess this is the least I could do. But what an opportunity to go down the Mississipi river. I’ve always wanted to but I would have never imagined that it would be under these circumstances. I wish this trip will never end! Although I am helping Jim and Huck, I do want to stay on this boat forever, just flowing with the river. I want to become one with the river. The river is me and I am the river. It’s amazing how nature works, how the river is flowing, how it goes from night to day and day to night. You don’t think about these things on land; there is always more to do on land than on the river. When you don’t have those things to worry about you start seeing all these things. Like how bright the moon glows at night, how beautiful the stars are as you’re moving along the river. It’s breathtaking. I’m glad I decided to tag along with Huck and Jim.
Firstly, I love the theme of your blog, the black and red really do compliment each other. I love your post about travelling with the runaways, it really does put you in a beautiful mindset of travelling down the Mississippi river. How wonderful and exciting would it be to help two runaways along the river and as you said if such an opportunity arrives you just have to take it. I’m glad that you got the opportunity to write about this journey and hope that one day both of us get to see the Mississippi river in person.
Keep up the good work and I would love to read more of your writing.
“I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born. Not having the clear mind unobstructed by opinions and criticisms. My actions pure and unmonitored. Every action I have today, I question myself. Is it me who is making these decisions? Are these my actions that I execute? Do I even know myself anymore?
I try to remember; a time when my actions weren’t doctored by a mind that was molded by society and the people that surround me. Do I even recognize my actions anymore? Have I lost myself trying to please others? Everything seems such a blur, my actions are led by interior motives and I am left seeking a purpose. A purpose other than to please people.
For this week’s peer review. I’m reviewing Emily’s second blog
Love this blog on Patrick White’s quote “Life is full of alternatives but no choices”. This blog and the quote sent chills down my spine, just the stark reality of all these options and alternatives but is limited and not having a choice is so profound; especially because we are raised in a ‘the world is your oyster’ environment. But in reality, it’s not as easy as that. There are so much you can do, but you’re always limited by your circumstances and individual situation. There is always a potential for so much but you’ll never be able to exhaust that potential.
In terms of grammar, the blog is pretty good, except for the paragraph that starts with Fate. There are a few errors there. “is a results” and “an fragile”. If you have a read through you should be able to detect it.
Overall, great work on the blog. Looking forward to reading more of your work.