Disillusionment at Ten O’Clock by Wallace Stevens

This is such a good and interesting poem! I love it because it is just a bunch of nonsense but it makes so much sense.  It reminds me of little kids when they get deliriously tired and start mumbling the weirdest and most random things.  I still get that way when I get tired and everyone says it is super amusing.
This also reminds me of my dreams that I remember.  I dont always remember them but the ones I do remember are wacky. 

Before I even get into the time I dream, when I’m dozing off, I see letters or shapes and it is almost like they are in one of those computer screensavers.  They move around on my inner eyelids and change in size.  I know this sounds rediculously weird but its the the truth.  I love to dream and to tell me friends about my dreams.  They love hearing them, too.  They mostly laugh but I don’t mind. 

I love the color part, when he refers to the night-gowns.  I can totally imagine seeing these things in my dreams.  I think that our dreams come from everything and every thought we have all jumbled together.  I have strange thoughts all the time that I think where did that come from, and when I have dreams I know those thoughts were the major influence on the dream.  I also love the last line that says “In red weather.”  I have no idea what that means but I think this must have been his dream and I can imagine him getting out of bed at three in the morning and writing it down before it slipped out of his memory.

The Coming of Wisdom with Time by William Butler Yeats

This poem is short but it made me think a tremendous amount.  It made me think of like he has one home.  As he grows up he realizes that no matter where you go, or where your leaves sway, you will always have one home.  He will “wither into the truth” because he realizes that no matter where he may make his own roots, his true roots will come from the roots he started out with.

This also reminds me of the song by Rascal Flatts called I’m Moving On.  Its a beautiful song about how this person grew up in the same place and made a life there when he grew up.  He realizes, as he lives his adult life, that even though that’s his home, he doesn’t fit in there.  My favorite line in that song is “I’ve loved like I should, but lived like I shouldn’t, I had to lose everything to find out.”  I like this because he had an epiphany in his life and it changed his whole world.  He leaves his home to find somewhere where he might be able to fit in and enjoy the life he lives.  It is kind of backwards from the poem but that was my first thought. 

Another thought that comes to mind is the thought of trees.  They are a big part of everything.  Trees can be used in so many examples and analogies about life.  They stand for the past, for growth, for beauty, and so many others things.  My dad always says “lets make like trees, and grow.”  It always makes my stepmom and I laugh because it’s supposed to be “lets make like trees, and leave.”

“I thank you god” by e e cummings

This poem reminds me of how I feel on Sundays.  Yes, I know it’s cheesy and typical but its true.  When I’m in church, I most likely am not paying attention. Instead I am coloring in the coloring book that my sister brought and thinking.  This sounds bad but I am thinking about what “god” means to me and why I go to church.  This really reminds me of that because I think of all the things I’m grateful for that god has given me. 

I only really listen to the message that Rev. Olga preaches.  It always, no matter what, pertains to my life and what is going on.  I think she is stalking me!!! Just kidding!!! I appreciate church a lot because I feel so much better after going.  If I miss for that week, I feel like I’m missing something.  My weeks are always so much harder when I miss.  This is my punishment for not attending. 

There is a part in the poem that talks about dying and being alive again.  This reminds me of reincarnation.  I just learned about this in my college class.  I had to do a project on Hinduism.  In Hinduism, they believe that if you live a good life, you will come back in your next life as something desirable or pleasant.  I think that I believe in reincarnation and in Karma, which is another belief in Hinduism.  This belief is the belief that you need to watch what you do and take responsibility for your actions, because what goes around comes around.  It’s also my mothers name! Ha!

My Fear by Lawrence Raab

I think Lawrence Raab is talking about fear as if it is a person in “My Fear.”  The way he talks about it is what true fear is.  He references to what he is talking about without actually saying what he is afraid of.  I like how he calls him Mr. Fear. 

What comes to mind when reading this poem is horror movies.  Everyone has their fear of something unreal or unseen.  I think it is amazing how people’s minds can make up a fictional story of something that either they fear themselves or something that they think will scare someone else.

Its also sad that we live in such a world of fear because of these things.  Horror movies are so popular and more and more are made, then we wonder why kids get scared in the middle of the night.  On top of that, parents aren’t being as strict about what they let their kids watch.  I think our society needs to think of the possitive side, instead of the negative, where everyone is being killed. 

Maybe Raab is talking about a character froma movie he watched when he was a little kid.  Maybe it was “It” or “Freddie.”  I like that he didn’t specify who Mr. Fear was, it makes you wonder who and it also makes you think of who your own Mr. Fear is.

Lost Brother by Stanley Moss

I’m assuming that Stanley Moss, the author of “Lost Brother” was talking as a fellow tree.  The only thing that I didn’t understand if this was the case was that he mentions that he sees a picture of this tree he claims as his brother.  Trees are stationary, and how would they come across a picture!  Maybe I’m just trying to analyse this more than it needed to be. 

This is most likely just a person that is very intact with nature telling the story.  He sees a picture of a this magnificant tree and has these deep thoughts about them.  I like that when he sees the picture, he notices everything in it. Not just the tree.  He also adds to it anything else he thinks might have happened in those four thousand eight hundred sixty-two years of the life of that tree.

I wish i could be one of those people that are categorized as “tree huggers.”  Nature is an amazing thing that should be appreciated but we dont do that a lot because of the society we have grown up in.  We are lazy and ignorant to think that we can take advantage of such a good thing.  Karma comes back around and bites you in the rear.  I’m a strong believer to this.  I was reading a book awhile ago that said that eventually the sun will burn out and we will seize to exist.  Even though it really wont matter in the end, we should take care of what we have and see the beauty in things the way this author did.

Beginning Again by Franz Wright

As I read this poem, the only thing I could think of was the first three lines.  “If i could stop talking, completely, cease talking for a year, I might begin to get well.”  He might be referring to this as actual, physical brain problems, but I took it as mental problems.  Not like he was mentally disable but more like just a rut in his life, or better known as depression. 

There have been times when I think if I could just shut my trap and stop speaking for a long, long time, things would get better.  Words are powerful, whether they are used as weapons or not, or intentionally, they can hurt more than just for the moment.  “Sticks and stones can break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”  This only applies to certain people.  It seems like today, we have a lot more hurtful things to say to each other than people used to.  They used to use words like “swell” and “darn.”  Now every other word is offensive or hurtful. 

I also like the part about the mirrors.  I was actually thinking of this a couple days ago in my random thoughts part of my mind.  Mirrors can also be used as weapons.  When you look into a mirror and dont like what you see, it does a world of pain on you that takes a lot of time to fix.  It could be even deeper than just looks, too.  You could look in the mirror and remember what you have done or what has been done to you and be totally disgusted.  That is the reason some people fall into depression.

To Myself by W.S. Merwin

“…You who are not lost when I do not find you.”  This is the last line and some of the second to last line, and my favorite part of the poem “To Myself.”  He could be talking about a loved one who has passed, or a person who had the choice to walk out of his life.  In my personal experience, I have had many times where people have left or gone away.  They are not there, but I know where they are and I know they have not left me, even though sometimes they have. 

 I like the beginning where he talks about forgetting but still searching for the person he is talking about.  This applies to relationships because even when two people part, they are both trying to find a person just like the last so they can feel that comfort and love they once knew.  That’s why people say they have a type of person they like to date.  It reminds them of the people they have had in their lives before. 

I like poems that are general.  Poems that can relate to more than one thing.  More people can apply it to their situations.  It also makes analyzing it fun because no two people will have the same thoughts about it.  I also like that its all one sentence and the more you read it the faster you read it and the more you understand it.  There are so many feelings in this one little poems and its cool he can describe exactly how he is feeling in one breath.

Spring Break and stuff…

Something interesting that really got to me this week in class was the satire story we read about cannabalism.  That was the most horrific and gut wrenching thing I have read in awhile.  At times I forgot that he was joking or trying to make a point. He seems very stern in his writing or maybe I’m just gullible. haha. 

Over spring break I hope to get most of my project done or at least organized enough to say I’m close to finishing.  I plan on staying in Colorado which is a big deal considering I always have to leave to see my mom.  And I plan on seeing my boyfriend wrestle at Rocky Mountain Nationals in Denver.  That would be the furthest location of my break and I am very happy for that! I also am going to love the break because I am one stressed person that really really really needs a break.  It would also help me to be nicer to set a good example for my pay it forward project.

I <3 Colin and Daniel’s Brilliant Idea!!!!

Ok so my idea has totally changed from my two original ideas.  I joined the group consisting of Daniel, Colin, and Levi and we used Daniel and Colin’s idea of “Pay it Forward.”  This is so amazing!!!!!!!! Random acts of kindness needs to be reintroduced to the world because this world needs more love and compassion instead of hatred and hurting.  The general idea of what we are planning to do is to spread kindness three people at a time, sort of.  We will have our audience grow, hopefully, from the high school to the community and the state lol and etc.  The newspaper, the mayor of lj, many people could be contacted because this topic could affect anyone and everyone.  This could take place anywhere so we have to make a general plan and work from there to make a huge difference.

British author

Ok so I know its a short book, haha but I haven’t finished it yet.  That doesn’t mean I haven’t done anything.  I am looking for info on the author himself.  Those handy websites have helped me out with that.  I am also writing down my thoughts in a notebook I leave by my bed.  I take what I have read in class and most nights I look back over them and take notes.  ahah that sounds so cheesy ahahah!!