Thursday, 31 January 2013

Blog #5 (Imaginary Essay)

         In Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Ozymandias", the tone of this poem is power and arrogance, but pity as well. The main tone being power and arrogance based on King Ozymandias's personality and role he had in life. In addition, there is the tone of pity from the man hearing the story of Ozymandias.

        The tone of the poem expressed is power and arrogance. Traces of this can be found all throughout the writing. However, some main examples of Ozymandias's power and arrogance are when the traveller is telling the story to the man of Ozymandias's statue and how it appears, "Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, and wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command". This proves to the reader that Ozymandias was arrogant in the way he controlled his kingdom. In saying this, another thing that could support the power and arrogance of Ozymandias is the words that appeared below his statue, "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings, look on my words, ye mighty and despair". This also proves to the reader the power Ozymandias knew he had, classifying himself as the king of all other kings. In his eyes, he was the most powerful man in the world, with god status. 


Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Blog #4 (A Sonnet)

A Day in The Life

Up in the North, where it is cold,
A black mirror formed by ice -
Skates get all sharpened and 5030s are sold,
This is Canadian's version of paradise.
Grab your buddies and a few beers,
Your playing Johnny's team from up town,
Along with the misfits that make his crew.
Showing how to play hockey to these clowns.
The pond is filled with a colourful sea,
We got Chara, Malkin, Toews and Pronger.
Old man Jay's chip truck selling in glee,
This will be everyday for a few months longer.
Why did our ancestors find such a cold place to stay?
They knew full well we were born to play!


In writing this sonnet, I definitely found that the form provided many restrictions in some of the content I would have liked to include. My goal was to first come up with a theme and then I thought my best option would be to have it based around a sport I love. The language was "tricky", especially having to make lines rhyme. Some of the words I wanted to say could just not be included because of the rhyme scheme. The poetic language used was mostly based around imagery. I tried to incorporate some of my childhood memories, along with a "typical" pond hockey story. The reason I incorporated these imaginative aspects were to hopefully paint a picture for "you" as a reader. The sonnet's audience is intended for all, however I did include a few references that generally only hockey players would know (such as; "5030", being a popular wooden hockey stick). 

Friday, 18 January 2013

Blog #3 (Creative Form of Poetry)

I have chosen to work with the "creative" option for this week's journal assignment.

Haiku
Wind wisps through my hair
The leaves dance about the ground
Summer sun had died.

Limerick
An old man of Newfoundland,
Was upset and took a stand.
Beer prices got higher,
He wanted to inspire,
Beer is the past time of Newfoundland!

In reflection, the form of my writing that influenced the content was very restricted. The Haiku poem obviously can only contain certain syllables within the three lines and has to portray an image or feeling. In saying this, the poem is usually in reference to a season. With these guidelines I felt very restricted in creatively writing the poem. However, the Limerick poem gave a little bit more freedom in creativity, but still provides some restrictions. These restrictions being (AABBA) rhyme scheme, etc. With that being said, I really enjoyed the fun "goofy" approach of Limerick poems with their "up beat" nature. 

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Blog #2 (Song Analysis)


Analysis

  One of the many songs that I enjoy is "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall", by Bob Dylan. The inspirational song  was written in the early 1960's during the "hard times" in the United States. Within the song, Dylan is addressing some of the World's problems to "my blue-eyed son", a fictional character representing future generations. Warning them of the negative things that are coming their way if these problems are to continue.

   Dylan leaves the listener with a masterpiece chalk full of powerful lyrics and stained throughout with powerful symbolism. Some of the symbolism used was "I met a white man who walked a black dog", symbolizing the power that the white race felt they had at that time over other races in the world. Another being "I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children", symbolizing child soldiers in war-torn countries, or possibly the easy access children have gained to "anything" that they want.

Lyrics


Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?
I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

(http://www.bobdylan.com/us/songs/hard-rains-gonna-fall)

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Wednesday, 9 January 2013

Blog #1 (Critical Approach/Practice)

   After reading through Critical Approaches in the novel Literature and the Writing Process, by Elizabeth McMahan, I discovered the most appealing approaches for me consisted of; "Reader Response" and "Historical Approaches".
   Reader Response appeals the most to me because it "makes sense". It incorporates different ideas from it's audience and how each individual has interpreted the text. In saying this, when reading a form of literature, like most, I develop a picture in my head of what might be happening. However, the picture I develop can differ completely from other classmates. I enjoy how neither person is right nor wrong, it is just a different point of view and can help you think about different scenarios of the text that you may have skipped over.

   The poem I chose to approach using "Reader Response" was The Eagle, by Alfred Lord Tennyson. The poem is a very short poem relating to an eagle that is sitting high on a rock with a body of water lying beneath him, about to cliff dive in search of his next meal. The poem represents simplicity in which I think resembles the eagle`s life, not too much to worry about, a free world to explore and the sky being the only limit.