Thursday, April 28, 2011

Fog

In the poem “Fog” by Carl Sandburg we can identify some literary elements and devices used to fulfill the author’s intent.


We can find literary devices such as enjambment which is the constant in the poem. There is no pause between the lines. Something you can notice about the poem and how it is written is its form. The poem starts “The fog comes” (line 1), making a relationship between the fog and the poem itself. There is a blank line, a break. The top stanza seems to have settled over the bottom stanza. The author uses the physicality of his poem to portray what he means. At the end of the poem we see this strategy again when Sandburg says “and then moves on” (6). He ends the poem there and then moves on, like the poem says. As a reader the effect this has is the same, you move on.


In this poem by Carl Sandburg titled “Fog” we see how the author uses several elements to reveal his intent. He searches through metaphor and form a way to show the reader that the fog he speaks about is the poem he has written.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Acrobat - Poet

In the poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti titled “Constantly Risking Absurdity” we see how the author uses literary elements and devices to give away his tone and intent. The way the poem is written explains the title in a way, for its structure is “absurd”, the title being “Constantly Risking Absurdity”.


The form the poem is written is a literary device that the author uses to portray his message. A poet is “like an acrobat” (line 6) someone who is “Constantly risking absurdity/ and death/ whenever he performs” (1-3). The words used by the author in this poem are constantly describing the physical aspect the poem has. The “absurdity” of the composition of the poem, the using of “tricks” to enchant the reader, are various strategies he uses. The author also uses metaphor, comparing the poet to an acrobat, saying that he “climbs on rime2 to satisfy his audience, like if saying that a poet is putting much at stake when writing a poem to satisfy his audience.


This poem is like a circus act, it’s disorganized, and the poet in this case is the acrobat. The comparison used by the author in this poem works for us to understand the meaning of it.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Timed Writting

In Kevin Young’s poem “The Mission” we see a vivid memory of something that he once lived. The author uses imagery and metaphor to describe death and how it affected him in the past.


Young begins speaking of when he was younger, and lived “across the street from a home for funerals” (lines 2-3). The impact of having to live so near a place were dead people came. Young shows the differences of common neighborhoods with where he lived when he says, “children played tag out front, while the bodies snuck in the back” (18-20). We can see here some irony, for he speaks of “the bodies” as a secondary thing, while we learn that death is a primary thing, important in the lives of the people who lose a loved one. Here it’s portrayed as something “else” that happens while the kids play tag.


The author then begins to write about the funeral place, wondering things about it, remembering things about it. “I wondered who slept there” (38-39), again making reference to the dead who arrived every day, sleep meaning death. Young speaks of his experience with death, how his father died, “He kept everything but alive” (44-45). He then makes a statement that “sorrows not noun but verb” (46-48), he has felt sorrow therefore making it an action, a “verb”. The addition of this to the poem let us see that he did feel sorrow for his father’s death, but we learn later that it short, for “by doing right you do less of”(50-51).


“The Mission” by Kevin Young is a poem in which the author shows his view of death, and how it affects the ones who remain alive. He speaks of “sorrow” when death approaches him.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Time

I continued to read The Farming of Bones, and began to see how Danticat plays with us when she decides to tell the story in a non linear way. She works with the past and the present, and when she goes to the past it’s usually a moment of Amabelle with her family mother and father.

The narration is also interrupted by moments that Amabelle has with Sebastien. She talks about moments, small things she does or speaks with Sebastien, and then goes back to what is going on in that moment. Like in pages 66 and 67, were in one page Amabelle speaks of Kongo’s dead son, and then she talks of a quick anecdote with Sebastien. This strategy used by Danticat is confusing in a way for I lose track of time, or don’t know which the “real” time is. She moves from talking of a current action to a secular moment that till this moment has small or no effect on the novel. The same effect is produced when a flashback to her childhood happens. You lose the track of time, and the events describes in these moments haven’t taken effect on the novels central story, or at least what I think is the central story. Sooner or later they will all unite as one.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A Start

I began reading The Farming of Bones by Edwidge Danticat, a novel that I had never heard of. There wasn’t much I could infer about the novel for I honestly had absolutely no idea and the cover dint give any clues either.

Danticat introduces us to the main character Amabelle Desir, a Haitian women who’s parents died in the flood of the Massacre river that borders Haiti and Dominican Republic. Anyways Amabelle moves on and becomes the maid of a land owner called Don Ignacio. The story line is very similar to that one of a slave in a United States plantation years before. The characters described by Danticat are appearing slowly in the novel. Don Ignacio’s daughter, Valencia, grows next to Amabelle, and they have a strange owner/servant relationship for they grow up like friends, or at least so it seems.

Danticat shows the relationship of Amabelle with the family she serves as one that is pleasant but with certain distance. I don’t know why but I have a feeling that this will eventually change to one side, it will either become a better relationship or it will worsen. Predictions don’t hurt anyone, and I hope this prediction wont hurt the way the novel unravels to me.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

White vs. Black/ Light vs. Dark

In Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad we can find a lot of imagery, especially when Conrad juxtaposes black and white in a constant basis. It’s as though there is a constant battle between that white and black things. The comparison with European and African, modern and rudimentary, good and bad is almost too obvious.

On everything that Conrad writes we can find this comparison, like when he speaks of Kurtz, “I saw on that ivory face the expression of sombre pride” (Conrad 130). You can say that the “ivory face” is good, in a manner of speaking, but the “sombre expression” makes it bad. Or at least this is the constant battle played in the novel between black and white.

We see this once again in Heart of Darkness when the jungle is portrayed as “dark” and all that created by man is “light”. “There was a lamp in there­­­ – light, don’t you know – and outside it was so beastly, beastly dark” (Conrad 131) In the boat there was light, for it represented all the western world, civilization as it is, and outside was all the unknown, the rudimentary and dangerous world of the Congo.

Conrad relates this idea of Light vs. Dark during the novel in a constant way. Pointing out that everything had a “light” side and also a counterpart “dark” side.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

A Good Start

I began reading Joseph Conrad’s book, Heart of Darkness, today. I wasn’t expecting much since I hadn’t heard anything from this book, but by the cover I began making some ideas about it, a boat in a jungle. You can make out many things out of this picture, but what came into my mind was an adventure through the jungle, and the book started a little differently.

It all starts in London, the river Thames, were our narrator is in a boat with four more characters, and among them is Marlow. He will be the one who is going to start speaking about his adventures on a steamboat in the Congo. Joseph Conrad captures our attention easily when he juxtaposes Marlow’s experience with that of a Roman who just arrived to England when it was conquered by the Romans. He speaks of a dark place, and Conrad catches us even more when he writes, “yet to understand the effect of it on me you ought to know how I got out there” (pg 9). Marlow experienced something in the Congo that changed him, something very dark in many different ways.

Because this was my first reading of the novel I might say it did capture me. It has some mystery in it and I look forward to answering all the questions I have right now about Conrad’s book.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Good-bye

The final act of The Cherry Orchard has a feeling of sadness, or what appears to be sadness. The characters are all leaving the cherry orchard, and Chekhov presents this moment as one when they all say their good-byes, “The peasants have come to say good-bye” (367).

You can see that the characters are reacting to the idea of leaving in different ways. Some of them, Lyubov Andreyeneva, is trying to give money to the peasants, so they can survive without the cherry orchard which was really what was keeping them alive economically. Others say their good-byes by admitting their affection for each other like Lopakhin and Trofimov. “Well, when all said and done, I’m fond of you anyway… you have a fine delicate soul” (369).

Just like it happens to us, when we experience special things for a long period of time with some people it is hard to say good-bye, or just the idea of leaving is hard. This is what Chekhov is showing us. Even with their social difference, some being poor and others not, their life has been shared, and no matter their social status, they all care for each other and it’s hard to leave.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Weird Comments

In the second Act of the Cherry Orchard I saw a little bit of humor, something I wasn’t looking for. In the midst of the dilemmas that the characters in this play by Anton Chekhov have, we see the author show us some satiric events.

The characters are talking, and suddenly Yepikhodov begins to talk about him and things that concern him, “what it is I really want, wether, strictly speaking, to live or shoot myself” (Pg 338). We see a very rare dilemma for a person to have. It’s an absurd statement, for not to know what you want the most between living or dying is just completely absurd. Also the way that Chekhov introduces this into a normal conversation makes it that much more absurd. “I always carry a revolver on me” (338), as though the thing he just said was absolutely normal, when it obviously is not.

This note by Yepikhodov interrupts the conversation, and Charlotta´s train of thought, “These clever people are all so stupid, there’s no one for me to talk to”(338). Charlotta isn’t part of their discussion now. From a conversation where she was the center, an absurd comment by Yepikhodov has changes completely the idea of the conversation.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Real Time

The Cherry Orchard by Anton Chekhov, a play that because of what we talked about in class I wasn’t looking forward to reading.

Something I understood from the class was that events occurred in real time, which I immediately related to the popular TV series 24. In this series the narrator states just at the beginning of each episode “events occur in real time, the following takes place between (and states the hour of the day)”. Then I realized a something that is fairly obvious, that 24 is a popular prime-time American show, and that those “real time” events aren’t the same as in The Cherry Orchard. The play is set in a pace similar to no other work I have ever read. This is exactly what I thought would happen, the actions the characters take are in real time. Five minutes of reading are the equivalent to five minutes in the play.

This is a new style of work we are reading. And it’s interesting to see how it turns out, because I don’t see how much can happen at the pace the play is set. I don’t expect a lot of events, nor thrill in the play.