“The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.”…
She struggles against the ripping force of the ocean current. Her arms are quickly tiring from swimming against it. She relaxes, letting her muscles fall limp. Within seconds, she is pushed out to sea. The people on the beach are so small, little tiny ants against a white sand backdrop. The tall condo skyscrapers are now tiny Lego buildings. The kids hollering and music blasting on the beach is faded like a distant memory. She will die out here, she’s sure of it. Her daughter won’t have a mother’s hand to hold when learning to walk. Her husband will be left a widower, forever broken by the loss of his love. She closes her eyes and accepts her fate as she drifts further out to sea. She floats for a long while, the salinity in the water steadily…
"The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, murmuing, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude".…
Instead the characters can only make meaningful connections with the city. In ‘Prufrock’ the description of the streets in the first three stanzas of the poem show a familiarity with the city. He does not simply talk about the street and the different buildings and establishment that can be found there, instead we are given detailed descriptions of the “half-deserted streets” with “cheap hotels” and sawdust restaurants”. This thorough account of the setting allows us to deduce that Prufrock accustomed with this city or at least parts of it. This familiarity contrast with the unease and unfamiliarity of Prufrock’s relationship with his romantic interest. Throughout the poem as he contemplates the possibility of a relationship there is a hesitancy…
Schweitzer claims that the sea is a motherly realm; however, like a lover, “the voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation” (Chopin 18). Though Schweitzer and Chopin allude to the sea as possessing competing metaphorical implications, the former makes the intriguing claim that the sea possesses two internal contradictions: a voice which guides one to solitude through a language without words, and a touch which surrounds one in a gentle, loving embrace (Schweitzer…
The ocean setting also plays an integral part of Edna’s awakening in that her first and final awakenings occur in the sea. The “voice of the sea speaks to the soul,” and to Edna, that voice was crying individualism (Chopin 18). Edna’s indecisiveness about her relationships is what causes her ultimately to surrender to the sea. She allows the vast, powerful ocean with its “seductive, never-ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring” voice to overcome her and her troubles.…
The page following the book’s title depicts a scene at sea. The whole image is washed with a dark blue from the sky to the ocean, and the crashing waves convey a menacing journey has taken place. At the bottom of the page, if one looks closely, it is evident that the bottom of the wooden raft has been drawn but blends into the rest of the image. This inclusion of the raft changes the perspective of the image as the responder is now been positioned as if they were looking out from the raft, the place of the Man. An immediate bond has now been formed between the responder and the man, and for the rest of the text we continue to sympathise with him.…
“The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.”…
As Fin walked along the street the leaves of the oak trees shone like patches of blue velvet, but when he stopped still nothing shimmered. The waves refused to move. The glow of the city still seeped into the morning sky, forever. He felt he must be dreaming, and yet he was sure he wasn't dreaming because everything felt so real. Surely his brain was not powerful enough to create such a masterful illusion. Or was it? He felt his head imploding just trying to figure it…
The wave was murky coming towards like a rigid and supreme barrier. It began to coil over, he looked up the wave loomed over him. His father’s words came back to him giving him an urge of determination “a true mariner never deserts a sinking ship.” It heaved itself onto his boat. The boat shredded apart, jagged pieces of timber where floating and he was left sinking. His boat had plunged into the depths of the enigmatic ocean. The salted sea pricked at his delicate eyes and his spectral face white washed. He was crawling for breath kicking his feet neurotically. He managed to clench onto a residue of his boat his naked fingers scratching the plank and splinters dashing up his finger nails. For him time felt suspended. His clothes saturated with water clinging on and sticking onto his skin. He was wrinkling like a prune. He had a vacant expression, solitude was conquering him. He had to overcome this despair as the turbulence of the storm…
Thinking of the possibility of a human life with the Prince and immortal life in heaven thereafter, the mermaid readily accepts the offer. She then undergoes a journey of physical pain and emotional heartbreak, however, she concludes her journey by “rising up out of the foam, along with the sister’s of the air” and in doing so, is able to win the immortal soul she so desired. It is particularly evident in this particular text that although one’s journey itself may by painful, but the end result is…
The Quote “It’s time to end the fossil fuel infrastructure. I mean, these people on this reservation, they don’t have adequate infrastructure for their houses. They don’t have adequate energy infrastructure. They don’t have adequate highway infrastructure. And yet they’re looking at a $3.9 billion pipeline that will not help them. It will only help oil companies. And so that’s why we’re here. You know, we’re here to protect this land.”, by an Anishinaabe Activist Winnona Laduke is an important quote to follow. This quote was said in the context of a protest against the government due to the consequences and damages that Dakota Access Pipeline has created to the native and indigenous people in parts of Canada and USA. The quote has a very powerful message to give to others as it means that the native people living in the reservation does not have many facilities and infrastructure, the only thing that they have are their land. Which the government has planned to build a pipeline destroying their land, polluting their rivers and risk of leaks and pollution. In other word, they are…
The space under the palm trees was full of noise and movement. Ralph was on his feet too, shouting for quiet, but no one heard him. All at once the crowd swayed toward the island and was gone—following Jack. (P, 49)…
As Pi gazed upon the once glorious pelt of Richard Parker, he realized his time had come. After 226 long days at sea, stranded, he was slowly going insane. Every ray of the sun seemed to penetrate further and further into his absent minded thoughts. The water beneath him that had once brought him such joy, only reminded him of the darkness that lurked in its depths. The fins of sharks sliced through the ripples of water every so often, sending chills through his spine. 226 days of still numbness, and perpetual turmoil. Although the waves below him churned so peacefully, and the sky above him shone so bright, Pi was in a dark place. A place filled with loneliness he had never experienced.…
The awful sound of the waves rolling towards the beach with his “Clashing teeth and shaggy jaws”. Usually the sea is compared to the grace and beauty of a woman, expressing the movements of the feminine gender, but here James Reeves has employed a character of the canine; the drastic actions of the angry sea . “The rumbling tumbling stones”.…