The poem was based near the time of the civil war. It is a poem that captured the feelings of all the Americans during the end of the Civil War’s end and the assassination of Lincoln. Also, captured the hearts of many Americans making the poem popular.…
The poem reminds me of the time I spent at my aunt’s farm when I was younger. Early mornings checking for eggs in the chicken coop. Remembering the smell of the outdoors intensified by the morning dew. I remember watching my uncle work in the fields of corn while I tended to the animals. Those days on…
The use of a short reflective sentence at the end of the poem also helps to contribute to making this poem moving. For instance it says in the poem ‘That was…
Overall while I was reading, this poem made me feel happy. I liked that I could read what the poet learned from their family and compare it to what I have learned from my family.…
The part that surprises me about the poem was how fast things changed. One moment I think about a lovely couple in young love and them it just changes at the end with twist of “growling…Hell’s Angels.” One moment I thought it was going to be a happy poem about this couple and then a train with a “black window” and head lights on in the day. I start think that something was different about this poem once the author introduced the train.…
The poem created vivid images for me, I seen a person drowning in sorrow. I felt the heart break that followed throughout this poem.…
I remember when I first experienced goosebumps raise on my arms and send a shiver through my body, simply because the words leaving the speaker's lips left such an imprint on me. I didn’t think that a simple sentence could bring tears to my eyes, could cause me to react in any physical way. I didn’t even know the author. Yet, it still amazes me anytime I react to such a poem. The emotions that the author pours into every word and every syllable is astounding. Each pause and breath tell a story on their own. I knew that I had to try. I wanted to make people feel the way like I did when I first heard them, but because it was my words that made them react.…
Ellis Island, established in January 1st, 1892 opened as three large ships wait to land. 700 immigrants passed through Ellis Island that day, and nearly 450,000 followed over the course of that first year.…
While reading this poem I had to reread several lines over and over again simply because I liked them so much. A few lines that stood out to me were, “The skeleton of a calf's been wrapped around a pipe”, “A yolk slides down the drain”, and “You drive into the Wyoming part of you where it's obvious there have been some sacrifices” – all of these lines throughout this poem are vivid and give off a sense of loss. A dead baby animal represents something nipped in the bud, a yolk sliding down a drain is a fast and hopeless loss that can’t be recovered (without being messy anyway), and seeing sacrifices on a drive represents the loss of something important during the course of life. All of the images throughout this poem pulled on my heartstrings and were pieced together into a relatable format with pictures of food, animals, and rustic imagery, i.e. a plastic jug of milk, an egg yolk, flamingos, white dogs, horses, Wyoming, missile silos, tornados, bottoms of lakes, etc. And my favorite part of this poem that really caught me off guard, sealed the deal, and made me want to write this response, was the way the poem ended. The lines, “Everyone who ever knew you gently roams the town at the bottom of a lake - They flash to the surface,…
He felt his smile slide away,melt, fold over and down on itself like a tallow skin, like the stuff of a fantastic candle burning too long and now collapsing and now blown out. Darkness… He was not happy.…
While I look down at it, I think of a boy I once knew, of how, for a short time, he was a dash of color in my monochrome world. I think of how I drew him flowers; how one morning, he stood silently behind me and watched me draw them with a broken pen; how he swiped the card I drew them on away from me and held it close to his eyes, smiling, telling me how much he liked them. I remember going home that night and painting flowers the same strawberry pink as the tulip resting in my fingers, and I remember drawing those flowers again in black and white a week later. Those I drew on an envelope with his name written in large cursive letters in the middle. Inside was a goodbye I knew…
Gone was the quick, flashing eye that irritated my sensibilities and quickened my heart when we were younger. Her beauty had faded into a shadow of her brilliance during those winter nights in society. That evening on the hallowed grounds of our meeting place, she picked her steps slowly, content to leave her hand in mine. Her gaze was melancholy, solemn. They were worldly eyes. They had seen a darker side of existence.…
An example of this would be lines 34-37 when the waitress describes the indoor environment as, “only another white square waiting to be filled like the desire that fills jail cells, the old arrest that makes me stare out the window.” When I read this in the poem it just painted the image in my mind and reminded me of how I felt when I would be working late night wanting to go home especially when the customers would walk in to order in the last minutes of the restaurant being…
The poems I selected were all about how I feel. I can relate to every single one of the poems I chose. The poem Springing shows that just because its rainy or hot, you always have something to do. The poem Spring Snow shows that at one point you might want the winter to come back, or just a change. The poem Birds Again shows that some people think differently about Spring, some people think it's black and groggy, but I disagree.…
This is why the poem is so significant, unlike any other poem; this one has a meaning which I can relate my past experiences from one which actually bonds with me. A true meaning which I can remember forever.…