I've made it this far - you tell yourself as you are telling yourself the story of your life - out on the highway, on the make, with two toasters and twelve knife sets left to sell. Wandering in dustbowls and canyons with rattlesnakes before your feet and the banditos at your spur'd heels. No, … Continue reading Onement of the Teleman
Melancholy dominates the emotional mood throughout “Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard” by the poet Thomas Gray, which is appropriate for the genre of elegy. However, though the requisite of mourning is present, ancient elegies are sung for fallen heroes or great beauties that are the subject of epics and myths — and not the … Continue reading Melancholia: An analysis of Elegy Written in a Country Church-yard by Thomas Gray
In 'The Windhover' by Gerald Manley Hopkins, Christ embodies a bird of prey, this is apparent as the poem is addressed “To Christ, our Lord.” Within the poem, the windhover, a kestrel known for hovering with its head toward the wind type, descends upon its prey. However, the language he uses to describe the kill … Continue reading The Bird Divine: A comparative analysis of ‘The Windhover’ by Gerald Manley Hopkins
I've seen many sights, but not the one I require. I've see many sights: Sparrows stuck upon barbwire, on the walls of a Qatari villa. Pigeons fed beside Caulfield station, on the charity of a lonely man. Seagulls starved and fighting, on the steps of St Paul's. I've met many but sung to few. I'll … Continue reading Untitled #2
One bird, Two bird, Three bird, Four... Has the nest stirred? I've lost the score. Could have sworn, there was one more.
Eliot initially “drown(s)” in the secular morass that is the Western world at the beginning of the 20th- century, discontent with a “meaningless” and morally “hollow” society, yet matures to embrace the “Birth” of his spiritual sublimation through religious conversion. Prufrock’s “indecision”, allowing the “moment of (his) greatness” to “flicker”, parallels the physical and emotional … Continue reading T.S. Eliot: Prufrock finds peace
The humanity will end in a dream of gold and silicon. The virtual will shadow the real, slinking & stalking, before pouncing upon our necks with fangs. The death will be a doze. What we give for a perfect life simulated will be what it means to be alive. However they will be better they … Continue reading Silicon Gold Meat
