The Myopic Child Poem Analysis

“The Myopic Child”

We all become different than others, meaning we grow-up. We might be 12 or even 34. But in some part of our life we become different than others. “The Myopic Child” by Yannis Ritsos describes perfectly how in that situations a person can be. If it’s confusing, you obviously didn’t grow up. Just kidding. The poet give us this poem and shows us how he lived his childhood but never really was living. The style of the poem is more of a confessional poem. He gives us words that describe him and how he felt. This work of art the poet gives us a boy [which is him] that is sitting on a window sill reading while others kids are playing around on the playground. The poet give us this poem and shows us how he lived his childhood
He had an option but he chose what he wanted to. He was a smart kid and you see he loves finding adventure in those books he reads. He can’t share this joy with anybody else, because there’s no kid that likes to read while it’s time to play on the playground and have fun. “The glasses on his nose looked like a little bike” (12), if you imagine this kid he probably wearing a button up plaid shirt that’s tucked in some tan colored shorts, with glasses. Now we all know that he’s smart. Only smart kids wear glasses. He wore the glasses because he was myopic, meaning he was nearsighted (that is you can’t see far btw). “Within a rectangle of bitter silence”. He was that quiet kid in class you see come and go time to time. And if he says anything everybody is surprised or doesn’t even recognize that voice. He probably fell asleep in the window while all the others were playing. But he fell asleep while he was reading. So maybe he fell asleep thinking way too hard on his thoughts and adventures he take in his heads. But why doesn’t he become one of those kids? Why is he so