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Post 21: Symbol from song to poem

In the poem "Poetry Should Ride the Bus" the symbol of the whole poem is that poetry is comforting and a relaxing thing that is always there. "poetry should hopscotch in a polka dot dress wheel cartwheels n hold you hand when you walk past the yellow crackhouse.... poetry should whisper electric blue magic all the years of your life never forgotten to look you in the soul every once in a while n smile" poetry should hopscotch in a polka dot dress wheel cartwheels n hold your hand when you walk past the yellow crackhouse  In "Car radio" by Twenty One Pilots, they sing about how the radio was "stolen" and now they just sit in silence. Sometimes quiet is violent I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer inside It's on my sleeve My skin will scream reminding me of Who I killed inside my dream I hate this car that I'm driving There's no hiding for me I'm forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to...

Post 19: Metaphor that captures my life...

Life is like an elevator, On your way up sometimes you have to stop and let some people off. I really like this metaphor, because it is true. Over time there are so many people that come and go in our lives. Things happen, people grow and drift apart, while new come together. But, you cannot hold on to the ones that you have drifted apart from, or that are holding you back. Letting go is how you grow!

Post 18: Why images can mean so many different things...

The same image can mean so many different things for many people. People analyze imagery from their own perspective, perception and life experiences. For some an image may trigger emotions that it may not for someone else. People reflect on images and try to relate. The song lyrics that mean so much to a person may be because they went through a similar experience or remember exactly what they were doing the first time that song played, etc. A quote from an assigned poem: Poetry Should Ride the Bus (pg.847) "poetry should hopscotch in a polka dot dress wheel cartwheels n hold your hand when you walk past the yellow crackhouse..." This image described in this poem here makes me feel like the author, Ruth Forman, is describing poetry as a comfort blanket. That poetry should be written in a way that is smooth and easy to read. As well as soothing for those harder times in you life, or scary times. Quote from a song: 'Car Radio by twenty one pilots: Sometimes quie...

Post 17: Image that sums up my life...

This image is one that represents my life in many aspects. My life is made up of my choices, decisions, and directions I take. Also this image is not looking ahead, and that to me was important in picking this image because as much as we all want to plan ahead for the future, sometimes life just takes a turn in a different direction. As much as we try to keep everything in our control, life is full of surprises, good and bad, that make us who we are.

Post 16: Mythological elements of "The Titanic"

The Titanic by David R. Slavitt has many mythological elements throughout. The opening sentence of his poem is "Who does not love the titanic?", asking a question in a way that makes it seem there is only one answer, but yet there are many reasons as to why someone would not love the titanic. Piggy backing with his next line of "If they sold passage tomorrow for that same crossing, who would not buy?". Again, making the titanic some luxury that we all know how that ended. When you continue to read the rest of the poem that sentence begins to make more sense, he uses a tone that makes it sound like dying on the Titanic is the way to do it, "To go down... We all go down, mostly alone. But with crowds of people, friends, servants, well fed, with music, with lights! Ah!" surrounded by people and not alone, to be remembered by future generations, brings comfort than dying alone. He also mentions that the world should mourn, "as it ought to do, and almost n...

Post 15: Mythological elements in my own life...

Mythology is in our everyday lives, the entire story of our own lives is our myth. That doesn't necessarily mean that myths pertain to the literal part of our lives, but more so in how we experience events, such as our emotional reactions, and perceptions. Every time someone has asked me "what happened?", I construct a story in response around the event that has taken place, all of my memories are stories, that can be told to not only portray an event but to find meaning in what happened. I also have "heroes" in my life, my dad being the biggest one. I've always looked up to him and I am so thankful for everything he does and continues to do for me every single day. He instilled in my many things that have stayed with me, he passed on his own mythological elements in my upbringing. As mentioned in previous blog post, I moved down to GA from MD, and that was a huge part in writing my own story, my own myth, and has shaped me even more. That was an emotion...