From June, 2016

Thoughts on Game of Thrones

Season 6, while it may be fun, and exciting, and more invigorating, takes away from the classic ebb and flow of the show. The lack of build up in terms of tension between key character’s narratives is truly quite disappointing (i.e. there’s no weight behind these fast scenes). While the wildfire, dragon fire, and increased firefights are fun/enjoyable, there’s no reason as to why the audience should care about these developments. The show has become more of a “Oh that’s cool…I suppose…” series of storylines, rather than a “Oh my gosh, can you believe that ‘X’ happened? I loved that…

18 & Hopeful Barreling to 30 & Successful

I want to create something today. Something fresh, with some substance. Something with a backbone. I wanna create a narrative that goes the way I want, but the thing is I don’t really know how I want this to go, or what it should even be about. The truth is I haven’t really been practicing as much as I need to be but what’s worse is that I’ve let my goals slip away from me. I said I was going to write everyday, I said I wanted to read everyday, I said I was going to go to the gym.…

“No Friends but the Mountains”

Jews, Kurds, Arabs, and Turks have all had their share of persecution, but only the Kurdish peoples have gone without a nation-state to call their own, despite their impressive size(Glavin). The Kurdish community exists today in Turkey (14.5m people), Iran (6m people), Iraq (5-6m people), and in Syria (2m people) to make up what has been coined the “Kurdistan” region. The term “Kurd” was first observed in seventh century texts and refers to the Iranian nomadic peoples who occupied modern day Turkey. During this era of clan disputes and territory-based power struggles, the Kurdish peoples have been either a prize…

Little Bean

She smelled of Vanilla and cigarettes. She nuzzled her moppy head of wavy hair into the nook of my shoulder, pressed against my throat. Her crimson, chipped nails grazing and raising bumped goose flesh from my flesh. The following shivers And chills are welcomed And enjoyed: The graceful heart of a lover successfully employed, As they beat chest from chest; I felt hers As she felt mine.   We were left ever grasping for more, longing to hold each other tighter, and tighter still; Our souls attempting to tangle, or intertwine, ever grasping for something divine.   Transcend habit, transcend…

Reading Poetry Final Exam

Instructions  Choose two of the poems below. Write an analytical essay on each poem you’ve selected.  (In other words, write two separate essays; this is  not compare and contrast.) You may examine whichever elements of the poem strike you, though of course certain poems will lend themselves to certain examinations-e.g., rhyme and rhythm, paradox and ambiguity, imagery, narrative, tone, irony, historical context, etc. As we’ve discussed throughout the semester, it may be useful to consider any  “turns” in the poems though you don’t necessarily have to label them emblematic, concessional, retrospective-prospective, etc. Good luck!   Essays   Jane Springer    Dear Blackbird,   Last night I drank to the measureless arc of you—your body’s black rivermark over the levy.   If there was a sound at all in the night then it was as the dog’s fencehowl splintered off from a chorus of running loose hounds.   If there was a thought it was the brittle dry husk of a thought’s discontent at containment & of its leaning toward a new frost.   If there is a motion I’ve memorized its slight idiosyncrasies: The glitch in the loop of the root underfoot—   rain leaving one swath of light to mark the way of your flight through this field.   Toward what heaven or abyss do you go—lead by the dry inkwell of one blighted eye, the good one stocked with such stolen grain.   What your wings know—eclipsing them both. Your wings, eclipsing the moon.   I do not say that I wished to go with you— I do not say that I wished to go with you—   Truly as was & as ever will be yours— Scarecrow    Beginning with the line “Last night I drank to the measureless arc of you- your body’s black / rivermark over the levy,” the poem creates a theme of subservience between the scarecrow and the blackbird. The dominant figure, the Scarecrow, is honoring the Blackbird, the submissive…

Lag

A day’s worth of lag backs everything up. Today was one of those unusually sunny days in the dead of winter. Although clouds hung over head, bolts of warm yellow and orange fell in tight groupings on the snow-laden yard. Ice that had been forming over the past three weeks quietly dripped from shingle to drainpipe to concrete. Unfortunately, as the residents of this Victorian era remodel quickly discovered, the front door had been snowed in. This is incredibly remarkable for a few reasons. The first and most obvious was that if you’ve ever seen a true Victorian home, you’d…