Modernism has a few themes to it and the poem "Richard Cory" could relate to them. Off the bat, the poem was written during the Modernist Era. Modernist Poems were short and contained a lot of imagery. The point of view is also remote/detached from the subject, it's somewhat ironic but not unfeeling. Low Art- we could understand that no matter how successful someone seems, they could be going through inner problems that the outer world cannot identify. All these things combined make "Richard Cory" a Modernist poem.
The Modernist Era began in the early 1900s and lasted until 1965. This poem was written and published in 1897, so it was one of the first Modernist poems. It also contains factors that make a poem Modern. The poem itself is pretty short, sixteen lines and four stanzas. The most Modernistic thing about "Richard Cory" is all the imagery. What Richard Cory does in the poem and how he looks is described in detail and you can gain a pretty good sense of what is happening in the poem.
It's kind of hard to understand from what perspective this story is being told from but from the line "We people on the pavement looked at him", we can see that it is being told from another ordinary citizen. Though, I am not sure what point-of-view this poem is written in. Although we aren't all richer than a king, what happened to Richard Cory is understandable. Many people in this society hide their struggles so well in the inside to not affect those in the outside.
In conclusion, "Richard Cory" is a Modernist poem. The poem is short, filled with images. It is slightly difficult to understand the perspective from where this story is being told but you could get a sense of the mood in the poem. The theme of "Richard Cory" is also relatable and fathomable to the people.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Modern Writing: Constantly Changing
At this point in time, us, as a race, are advancing and changing at a highly rapid pace in every way possible. Literature, technology, art, etc.
There are factors that go behind the inspiration of one's writing and sometimes it could involve the innovations of their current time. If someone were to write a story five years ago about phones and how they have become so versatile, they'd be talking about the iPhone 2 and its great capabilities, well compare that with the iPhone 5 right now...
There are factors that go behind the inspiration of one's writing and sometimes it could involve the innovations of their current time. If someone were to write a story five years ago about phones and how they have become so versatile, they'd be talking about the iPhone 2 and its great capabilities, well compare that with the iPhone 5 right now...
My Modernist
Elizabeth Bishop
One of the youngest writers from the Modernist Era. This caught my attention and separated her from most Modernist writers that were usually born in the late 1880's.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Spring Vocab #5
1. brouhaha- uproar
2. cloy- overly sweet
3. demeanor- behavior
4. deference- respect
5. enigmatic- mysterious
2. cloy- overly sweet
3. demeanor- behavior
4. deference- respect
5. enigmatic- mysterious
Monday, February 18, 2013
I Am Here.
By the end of this week, the first grading period will be over and progress reports will come in. I am trying a lot more this semester than I did the last, especially in this class. My progress in this class is better than last semester's.
Last semester, my blog received 255 page views.
So far in this semester, in just one month, I have received 179 page views.
-If I continue to do what I am doing I will transcend last semester's work in just two months.
But we can't just express my progress with page views:
Last semester I published 23 posts.
So far I have published 12 posts this semester, that's including this one.
-At this rate, I will have surpassed the amount of posts from last semester in just two months.
My SMART goal: To be more involved in the class than I was last semester.
-I believe I am doing a pretty good job with this goal.
Though I am doing better progress this semester, I am still behind. I still have to complete the LAQ's. I still have the "I Can Read" assignment to do; I just haven't had the right time to do it, but I plan on doing it tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then surely by this week.
Last semester, my blog received 255 page views.
So far in this semester, in just one month, I have received 179 page views.
-If I continue to do what I am doing I will transcend last semester's work in just two months.
But we can't just express my progress with page views:
Last semester I published 23 posts.
So far I have published 12 posts this semester, that's including this one.
-At this rate, I will have surpassed the amount of posts from last semester in just two months.
My SMART goal: To be more involved in the class than I was last semester.
-I believe I am doing a pretty good job with this goal.
Though I am doing better progress this semester, I am still behind. I still have to complete the LAQ's. I still have the "I Can Read" assignment to do; I just haven't had the right time to do it, but I plan on doing it tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then surely by this week.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Essay Postgame Analysis
Well, today's in-class essay exam went alright. It's just that I can't do an outstanding job with such limited time. Other than that, I believe that I did a good job in analyzing the themes. I'll admit it, I did rush the conclusion but I feel pretty confident in the body of my essay.
The grade I believe I deserve is a C+.
The grade I believe I deserve is a C+.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Parlor Poetry
What I believe makes a good substitute for "Dover Beach":
It's little I care what path i take,
And where it leads it's little i care;
But out of this house, lest my heart break,
I must go, and off somewhere.
It's little I know what's in my heart,
What's in my mind it's little I know,
But there's that in memust up and start,
And it's little i care where my feet go.
I wish i could walk for a day and a night,
And find me at dawn in a desolate place
With never the rut of a road in sight,
Nor the roof of a house, nor the eyes of a face.
I wish I could walk till my blood should spout,
And drop me, never to stir again,
On a shore that is wide, for the tide is out,
And the weedy rocks are bare to the rain.
But dump or dock, where the path I take
Brings up, it's little enough I care:
And it's little I'd mind the fuss they'll make,
Huddled dead in a ditch somewhere.
It's little I care what path i take,
And where it leads it's little i care;
But out of this house, lest my heart break,
I must go, and off somewhere.
It's little I know what's in my heart,
What's in my mind it's little I know,
But there's that in memust up and start,
And it's little i care where my feet go.
I wish i could walk for a day and a night,
And find me at dawn in a desolate place
With never the rut of a road in sight,
Nor the roof of a house, nor the eyes of a face.
I wish I could walk till my blood should spout,
And drop me, never to stir again,
On a shore that is wide, for the tide is out,
And the weedy rocks are bare to the rain.
But dump or dock, where the path I take
Brings up, it's little enough I care:
And it's little I'd mind the fuss they'll make,
Huddled dead in a ditch somewhere.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
Monday, February 11, 2013
My F451
Summary:
This novel is set in the future, in an un-named American city. In that time, firemen start fires instead of starting them. They burn books and the houses containing them. The protagonist of the story, Guy Montag, starts off as a fireman. He was happily burning books, until he met Clarisse McClellan. Clarisse's philosophy on books cause Montag to question his work.
After meeting Clarisse, Montag goes through a few unsettling events. His wife attempted to commit suicide by swallowing a bottle of pills. Then, while burning a house that contained books, the woman who owned the house and books decided to burn with them. To make matters worse, Clarisse goes missing and Montag heard that she was ran over and killed by a speeding car. Clarisse dies early in the story, she wasn't there to change the world but to spark the mind that would.
This novel is set in the future, in an un-named American city. In that time, firemen start fires instead of starting them. They burn books and the houses containing them. The protagonist of the story, Guy Montag, starts off as a fireman. He was happily burning books, until he met Clarisse McClellan. Clarisse's philosophy on books cause Montag to question his work.
After meeting Clarisse, Montag goes through a few unsettling events. His wife attempted to commit suicide by swallowing a bottle of pills. Then, while burning a house that contained books, the woman who owned the house and books decided to burn with them. To make matters worse, Clarisse goes missing and Montag heard that she was ran over and killed by a speeding car. Clarisse dies early in the story, she wasn't there to change the world but to spark the mind that would.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Spring Vocab #2
1. patronage- the financial support provided to a company or someone
2. centrifuge- rotating something at high speeds to seperate substances
3. leisure- freedom of the demands of work or duty
4. vessel- a ship or a boat
5. sieve- a person who cannot keep a secret
2. centrifuge- rotating something at high speeds to seperate substances
3. leisure- freedom of the demands of work or duty
4. vessel- a ship or a boat
5. sieve- a person who cannot keep a secret
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