Poem 254 – by Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers — That perches in the soul — And sings the tune without the words — And never stops — at all — And sweetest — in the Gale — is heard — And sore must be the storm — That could abash the… Read More “Hope” is the thing with feathers …
Hawk Roosting I sit in the top of the wood, my eyes closed. Inaction, no falsifying dream Between my hooked head and hooked feet: Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat. The convenience of the high trees! The air’s buoyancy and the sun’s ray Are of advantage to me; And the earth’s face upward… Read More Hawk Roosting (Ted Hughes)
This poem is a simple, metaphorical description of hope as a bird singing in the soul. Other poets had already compared hope to a bird, but “thing with feathers” is brilliant. Here, as with many of her poems, Dickinson takes an abstract feeling or idea and compares it to something physical, visible, tangible. This bird… Read More Poem 254 – by Emily Dickinson – commentary
In ancient Rome “Otium” and “Negotium” were two antithetical realities. It can be seen from the same morphological structure of the two Latin words that the latter derives from the former, namely negotium (nec-otium) is the negation of the other. “Otium” represents one of the most noble and qualified human activities of a free… Read More BACK FROM TWO WEEKS OF LEISURE IN GRAN CANARIA
I’ll be back in a fortnight! “Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow” was Shakespeare’s opinion, but, to cut the Gordian knot, I’m going to follow E.F. Benson’ s standpoint for some time: “Vicinity to the sea is desirable, because it is easier to do nothing by… Read More I’ll be back in a fortnight!
EL CONDOR PASA (If I could) I’d rather be a sparrow than a snail Yes I would, if I could, I surely would I’d rather be a hammer than a nail Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would Chorus: Away, I’d rather sail away Like a swan that’s here and gone A… Read More El Condor Pasa – Simon & Garfunkel
… And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made … The oxymoron (=combination of words having opposite or very different meanings) in the title gives a good idea of incommunicability among people The poem ‘The Sound of Silence’ consists of five irregular stanzas in which the poet describes the conflict between… Read More The Sound of Silence: Analysis
“The Sound of Silence” can be interpreted as a bitter satire towards the materialistic tendency of the people in the modern world. People have forgotten the real meaning and value of life. They are running after material prosperity and physical luxury. They debate and quarrel about worthless things. They listen to or watch… Read More The Sound of Silence: Commentary
The Sound of Silence Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone ‘Neath… Read More Simon & Garfunkel: The Sound of Silence
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