Mirror
Sylvia Plath
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions
Whatever I see, I swallow immediately.
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike
I am not cruel, only truthful-
The eye of a little god, four-conered.
Most of the I meditat on opposite wall.
It is pink, with spectacles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of heart.But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me.
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
Analyze
Many poetic devices is shown in this poem. First, the speaker of this poem is "I" which personification is used to the mirror.
For the first stanza, the reader can see many personifications, like the mirror can see and swallow. Also the mirror saids that itself is truthful, and this means that a mirror can show the person's inner heart. Starting from the fifth line, the speaker describes the girl who is the owner(?) of the mirror in a room. It also thinks that she could be the part of its(the mirror's) heart(that is innocent), but later it says that the part of its heart flickers, and later darkness separate them over and over. Perhaps the darkness can symbolize sins(or losing purity) as the young girl grows up.
On the second stanza, metaphor is used to the speaker as a lake, and it gives the deep, quiet mood of this stanza. The woman who was young looked at the mirror that shows the exact appearance and cries(maybe as a regret) and the truthful persona uses the metaphor to the old woman as a terrible fish.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year
On This Day I Complete My Thirty-Sixth Year
Lord George Byron
'Tis time this heart should be unmoved,
Since othes it hath ceased to move;
Yet, though I cannot be beloved,
Still let me love!
My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the greif,
Are mine alone!
The fire that on my bosom preys
Is lone as some volcanic isle;
No torch is kindled at its blaze-
A funeral pile!
The hope, the fear, the jealous care,
The exalted portion of the pain
And power of love, I cannot share,
But wear to the chain.
But 'tis not thus-and 'tis not here-
Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now,
Where glory decks the hero's bier'
Or binds his brow.
title: a person who became 36years old.
paraphrase: being lonely when he is 36years old, wanted to love.
connotation: Rhyme scheme.(unmoved, move, beloved,love...)
Simile.(The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; )
Hyperbole.?(my days are in a yellow leaf; describe that the person's life is trifling)
attitude: lonely
shift:But 'tis not thus-and 'tis not here- Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now,
title2: being lonely when he is 36.
Lord George Byron
'Tis time this heart should be unmoved,
Since othes it hath ceased to move;
Yet, though I cannot be beloved,
Still let me love!
My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the greif,
Are mine alone!
The fire that on my bosom preys
Is lone as some volcanic isle;
No torch is kindled at its blaze-
A funeral pile!
The hope, the fear, the jealous care,
The exalted portion of the pain
And power of love, I cannot share,
But wear to the chain.
But 'tis not thus-and 'tis not here-
Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now,
Where glory decks the hero's bier'
Or binds his brow.
title: a person who became 36years old.
paraphrase: being lonely when he is 36years old, wanted to love.
connotation: Rhyme scheme.(unmoved, move, beloved,love...)
Simile.(The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; )
Hyperbole.?(my days are in a yellow leaf; describe that the person's life is trifling)
attitude: lonely
shift:But 'tis not thus-and 'tis not here- Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor now,
title2: being lonely when he is 36.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Homecoming
Homecoming
by: Nancy Lucille Taylor
Two months since that lonely day,
Mother said, "good-bye" and went away;
She left around the break of day,
Exact time, no one could say.
We longed to keep her here awhile,
She said, "Dad's waiting with a smile";
You kids, live good and come on,
We'll be waiting near God's throne.
Mother and Dad-sitting at the Gate,
Out stretched arms, longingly wait;
Where family will be complete again,
Free from all heartaches, sorrow and sin.
by: Nancy Lucille Taylor
Two months since that lonely day,
Mother said, "good-bye" and went away;
She left around the break of day,
Exact time, no one could say.
We longed to keep her here awhile,
She said, "Dad's waiting with a smile";
You kids, live good and come on,
We'll be waiting near God's throne.
Mother and Dad-sitting at the Gate,
Out stretched arms, longingly wait;
Where family will be complete again,
Free from all heartaches, sorrow and sin.
Copyright ©2008 Nancy Lucille Taylor
Analyze.
*Title1: comming back home.
*Paraphrase: The speaker's mother passed away(maybe after his father has already gone.(died.)) and he is thinking about them.
*Connotation: rhyme, symbol(the gate of death..heaven..?)
*Attitude: flashback (two month before), lonely
*Theme: Waiting for a complete family with no sin.
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