The intensity and suddenness of this transformation—from bride to monster—can be read as a subtle criticism of the binaries forced onto women by men. The poem suggests that women are allowed to be either a bride or a monster, a virgin or a whore, good or bad—but nothing more complex...
‘how’ is an adverb that would tell us how pretty a town is, but, in this case the adjective ‘pretty’ informs us about the how-ness of the town. At the end of the eighth stanza there’s a period, Cummings may have been showing the end of “anyone” and “no-ones” lives’ ...
If criticising men for the destruction of nature, i think “Lament” has a bigger impact on the reader to feel hatred against Get AccessRelated Essay on Robert Gray Robert Gray is an Australian poet whose work is closely linked with nature. He grew up in the post ww11 era, and lives ...
In Hard Times, he uses innuendoes when he names characters in accordance with their lives. For example, “Slackbridge” and “Choakumchild.” In Oliver Twist, the author does something similar when he names a character “Master Bates.” Innuendo pronunciation: in-yu-in-doe Definition of ...
Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower--but if I could understand, What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is. According to the author, a great poet is one ...
Upon the Child, if he disturbed the sheep By catching at their legs, or with his shouts Scared them, while they lay still beneath the shears. And when by Heaven's good grace the boy grew up A healthy Lad, and carried in his cheek ...
“She meant to leave it and the house to you. I wasn’t to cut it down, not ever, and not if you asked me. Threatened me with a curse if I did. She made jam and apple butter out of the apples and said that was for you too.” ...
Crispina Kemp is here with her photo challenge. She said : “Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!“ ...
Julie Bruck teaches and lives in San Fransisco now, and despite really classy byline credits like The New Yorker and Ploughshares, I wonder if people are going to read her here. They should. I like this one online at the Valparaiso Poetry Review. A poem of hers gets taken out of Arc...
Freedom calls my name like a mother searching for her lost child. Do not chastise me with criticism, instead, free my spirit with love and understanding. Discipline me with your wisdom, showing me the path with actions and deeds. Anyone can tell a good tale, but proof walks in your shado...