Monday, January 31, 2011
Vanessa's poem: Monday, 1.31.11
In the last stanza, why the word "sigh"? Why not a chuckle, or a stern look or a smile?
Is this a poem about the power and freedom of choice, or something else? Does the speaker strike you as someone in control of his fate, or controlled by it?
What is the most important line in the poem, as you read it?
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Tuesday's Poem: Garcia Lorca
The Moon Wakes
Notice that this is a different translation from the one we used in class.
When the moon sails out
the bells fade into stillness
and there emerge the pathways
that can’t be penetrated.
When the moon sails out
the water hides earth’s surface,
the heart feels like an island
in the infinite silence.
Nobody eats an orange
under the moon’s fullness.
It is correct to eat, then,
green and icy fruit.
When the moon sails out
with a hundred identical faces,
the coins made of silver
sob in your pocket.