"Desperate- Party of one"

At first glance this poem was vey odd. After all who would put an ad in a paper for a date/girlfriend? Then after reading it closer, I realized that maybe they aren't looking for someone new, but maybe someone old. Maybe the speaker is describing his former love and is seeking advice as to where she may be. Perhaps he is talking of all the experiences they used to encounter and is reminisscent of all those days in the past. Obviously the speaker already has someone in mind about who they are seeking out, because they keep saying, "is it you?" The speaker has hit rock bottom and this is his last resort to try to find the woman he let go. In a way I thought it was very desperate, but then again I would love if someone put an ad in the paper for me!

Oh how I love this one!

Society as a whole can learn a great deal from "Delight in Disorder". Just like the Barbie Doll poem, this one glorifies imperfections. I have said it once, and I shall say it again, our society's infatuation with perfection and high standards will be the demise of us as a whole. All we have to do is take a look at the many things in our world that are not perfect. The Leaning Tower of Pisa being the most perfect. If this tower were to be just an upright, mundane tower, millions of tourists would not be attracted to it every year. The cookie-cutter lifestyle we are all acustomed to and feel we must lead is actually the the one we must avoid. Dare to be different. Be the person who calls the mole on their face a "beauty mark", or the bump on their ear an "angel kiss".

Hang in there a little longer!

The poem, "Do Not go Gentile into that Good Night" has a theme of perserverence. The speaker is talking to someone who is obviously old of age and suffering from an illness. Throughout the poem the speaker keeps telling the person to hold on and not give up quite yet. He says, "Rage, rage against the dying of the light." Once again in this poem as well, light represents the disppearing sun at the end of the day. Toward the end of the poem, the reader figures out that the speaker is actually talking to his father. He is telling him that you may hate/curse me know, but you will be glad you put up a fight. I can only pray that I never have to have this conversation with my father someday.

Death and Winter

In the poem, "That Time of year" by William Shakespeare is a metaphor for death. In the poem, the speaker talks about how after the sunset fades in the west, dark takes over by night. This is a metaphor of how death is taking over the speaker's life just like how darkness is taking over the land. At the same time, the speaker is not talking of a literal death. Instead, he is talking about the death of youthfulness. For, he says "That on the ashes of his youth doth lie", meaning he is lying by the lying flame of his youth. At the end of the poem, the speaker talks of how since he is giving up his youthfull bliss, it causes him to love it that much more. This is kind of a case of you don't know what you have 'til it's gone.