What does this poem mean?
Both Amy Pond and Melody Pond / River Song figure largely as little girls in Steven Moffat's first full season as writer / supervisor on the Doctor Who scripts. Both Amy and Melody are 'lost' to the Doctor in different ways (remember that River Song's timeline runs in the opposite direction to the Doctor's: as River ages, the Doctor gets younger). The entire theme of this series of episodes is the paradoxes of a timeless Doctor falling in love with (and to some extent, breeding with) a timebound human woman. Because of the Doctor's position outside standard time, he has a physical intimacy both with Amy and with River - without this being incestuous (or is it)? In order to understand the lyric, you need to think carefully about all the timelines; and how both mother and daughter are lost children. There isn't a single decipherment of the poem. If a poem could be said in easier words, the poet would have done that.
I need to write a poem on war... I really can't do this! I feel like im going to cry!?
As I stood upon the mountains The earth began to rumble The smoke filled the air As the towns began to tumble The bullets were being fired As my heart began to pound The echos of the gunfire Overtook every other sound My thoughts they weren't with me The battlefield is where they were The men that were dying What were they fighting for? Religion, land, greed or power It had to be one of those For the bloodshed in these mountains That's the way it goes As the night began to fall The fighting wasn't over For this was day 146 Of a war just getting older Theres a start for you.
Anyone know some good war poems?
War Poets. They are arguably the greatest war poets. I hope you enjoy learning about their lives and works. Check out the links. http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/ http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/minds_p2.html http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Delphi/7086/fallen_twp.htm http://www.illyria.com/poetry.html U.S Marine Corps Poetry http://www.grunt.com/scuttlebutt/corps-stories/poems/index.asp
Does anyone know any good websites for world war 2 poems?
http://www.world-war-2.info/poems/
What is the meaning of Maya Angelou's poem "Still I Rise"?
It means is that no matter what, you should continue to stand up with head up high. The first stanza starts the ball rolling magnificently. People will talk behind you back, people will spread whatever rumors they can conjure, even to the point of ramming your face in the mud and really make a picture of you as a dirty, good for nothing person. Yet despite that, you still walk with your head high, knowing they're not true. And when people can't seem to understand why you're not upset, they'll continue putting you down. And you'll just laugh it off, not really caring or commenting on what they say or do. But it's not just what the present is handing to you. Even that which was given you will not veer you off course. The last stanza attests to that. Even if you have a checkered past, no matter what you may have done before, you can still rise, you can still stand up, look the world in the eye and tell them, I WILL RISE. For the one with a forgettable past, it's a poem of second chances. For the one who keeps failing in every endeavor, it's a poem of not quitting. For someone who has been back-stabbed by words or action, it's a poem of redemption and integrity. And for anyone who has been in the darkness, before or now, however the shade of it, it's a poem of hope. I like the last three lines. She repeated it again and again. It isn't just rising up, but RISING UP! With force, with gusto, with such empathic enthusiasm that anyone who dares get in the way won't be able to do anything about it.
What is the meaning of this poem?
KZ-Lager is the German expression for what we in English call a Concentration Camp. Pilinszky János was drafted into the Hungarian Army in 1944, covering the retreat of German divisions across central Europe. He was particularly appalled by what he saw of Ravensbrück Concentration Camp. (Csokits is the translater of this poem). Pilinszky opens his poem with a picture of a prisoner who has fallen down inside the concentration camp. Like most prisoners who fall in concentration camps - through exhaustion or through illness - she will die where she is lying. In some strange way, this makes the ground where she has fallen uniquely hers (In the whole universe, this is your place). The second verse takes us inside the prisoner's head as she loses consciousness. The world around her fades; the house, mill, poplar fade away into nothingness as drifts towards death. (Poplars were planted close to the perimeter fences of many concentration camps. The Nazis hoped the quick-growing trees would give a measure of protection against air-attack). In the third verse the prisoner is already dead, and permanent (now it is you who stay). Pilinszky observes that while the corpse may at first seem an inanimate and finished thing, the very permanence of death makes this woman a lasting condemnation of the system that murdered her (you testify against us). Out of the bleakness of a single pointless death in war, Pilinszky is trying to bring a message of hope. Each individual reader will decide whether or not he succeeds.
Can you end a poem with a question?
This one caught my attention because I’ve written a lot of poems with questions within them, but I wasn’t sure if I had ended one with a question. Turns out, I did! It’s based on my painting of the same name, titled The Scale of Justice.The Scale of JusticeReflect upon what you have done.Ponder that from which you come.Give me your heart, receive a feather.In whole or part, here in the nether.This is your essence, a tiny compartment.Judgment, atonement, your final allotment.Your wishes, your dreams are reaching fulfillment.Anubis is ready, there’s no more postponement.Your thoughts and your prayers;Your actions and deeds.Holy men and doomsayers;Taking care of your needs.Or maybe you’re been led astray?Awash with tears, you kneel and pray.Could there be another way?Beyond all hope, now you’re the prey.Is this enough, your distilled essence,To tip the scale, to change the sentence?Was it sincere, your final penance?Or just a symbol, just a semblance?