Poetry
Theme 1 : Childhood.
Poem 1: Infant Joy, by William Blake.
``I have no name:
I am but two days old.''
What shall I call thee?
``I happy am,
Joy is my name.''
Sweet joy befall thee!
I am but two days old.''
What shall I call thee?
``I happy am,
Joy is my name.''
Sweet joy befall thee!
Pretty joy!
Sweet joy but two days old,
Sweet joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while,
Sweet joy befall thee!
Sweet joy but two days old,
Sweet joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while,
Sweet joy befall thee!
This is a simple-short poem about the child's innocence, or specifically the baby's innocence, the author is trying to put words to define joy of a new born, he wants to tell us that the babies are usually born without problems, there mollifying characters shows us that they're simply innocent and down to earth, and especially "happy".
The poet uses a tender, classic, and innocent tone, to express the white heart of a joyful baby. When the reader starts to read this he already understands his feeling (author) by his unique tone.
Poetic devices:
- - Repetition : "Sweet Joy I call thee ", and "Thee"
- Imagery: :"Pretty Joy"
- -Hyperbole: "I sing the while" For me it's an hyperbole, because a baby does not "really" sing when he's just 2 days.
- -Alliteration: "no name"
Poem 2: Childs imagination, by Sri Aurobindo
O thou golden image,
Miniature of bliss,
Speaking sweetly, speaking meetly!
Every word deserves a kiss.
Strange, remote and splendid
Childhood's fancy pure
Thrills to thoughts we cannot fathom,
Quick felicities obscure.
When the eyes grown solemn
Laughter fades away,
Nature of her mighty childhood
Recollects the Titan play;
Woodlands touched by sunlight
Where the elves abode,
Giant meetings,Titan greetings,
Fancies of a youthful God.
These are coming on thee
In thy secret thought;
God remembers in thy bosom
All the wonders that He wrought.
Miniature of bliss,
Speaking sweetly, speaking meetly!
Every word deserves a kiss.
Strange, remote and splendid
Childhood's fancy pure
Thrills to thoughts we cannot fathom,
Quick felicities obscure.
When the eyes grown solemn
Laughter fades away,
Nature of her mighty childhood
Recollects the Titan play;
Woodlands touched by sunlight
Where the elves abode,
Giant meetings,Titan greetings,
Fancies of a youthful God.
These are coming on thee
In thy secret thought;
God remembers in thy bosom
All the wonders that He wrought.
Well, this is rich poem that especially talks about the child's imagination this soft and tender imagination, full of curiosity and exaggeration. I think the author really uses a tender and soft tone, to describe what he is saying about these sweet creatures.
Poetic devices:
- Imagery: "o thou golden image"
- Allusion:"Recollects the giants play", "God remembers in thy bosom".
- Onomatopoeia: "… eyes grown solemn"
2nd theme: Love.
Poem 1: Love, by Sri Chinmoy
Love is not a thing to understand.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
Those who can live without love
Are not ready
For the world of aspiration.
Are not ready
For the world of aspiration.
The most effective medicine
Here on earth
Is love unconditional.
The hands of
Power
Are often destructive.
The hands of
Love
Are always creative.
Here on earth
Is love unconditional.
The hands of
Power
Are often destructive.
The hands of
Love
Are always creative.
Love the world
With your heart's dreams.
Serve the world
With your life's promises.
With your heart's dreams.
Serve the world
With your life's promises.
No remedy for black hate?
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
No remedy for helpless fear?
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
No remedy for blind darkness?
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
No remedy for lengthy bondage?
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
Who says?
Just love
And love more,
That's all.
The questions in my mind about "love" are already in her poem; well this is a really rich poem with vocabulary and poetic devices. She explains the real meaning of love throw out a simple but tall poem, when the readers starts to read, he automatically understands what does it contain, from its first verse. The author uses a strict way accompanied with a little bit of romance, to describe to people, what is real love which we have to earn, it's like she's id giving us a sort of lesson that defines love.
Poetic devices:
- Repetition: "…That's all"
- Imagery: "the hands of love".
- Metaphor: "Love is not a thing to give and receive." give<>receive.
Poem 2: O love, by Rumi.
O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now,
Be all – worlds dissolve into your
stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with your brighter
than cold stares –
Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
Be all – worlds dissolve into your
stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with your brighter
than cold stares –
Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
A simple poem, that the author writes it towards "love", to come and accompagnies us right away, because love is the solution of every thing, countries can desolve their common problems with love, and only love.
This author uses a really gentle tone, based on a request to let the love come to our world, and be present, because he is in great need of "love".
Poetic devices:
- Personification: "Make me your servant, your breath, your core."
- Repetition: "O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now,
Be all"
3rd theme: Happiness.
Poem 1: I am very happy, by Sri Chinmoy.
I am very happy
Because I have conquered myself
And not the world.
I am very happy
Because I have loved the world
An not myself.
I am very happy
Because I have not surrendered
Either to the world or to myself.
A short poem, simple to understand, that talks about the
human satisfaction and joy for loving the others and not
him self.
The author uses a very satisfied tone, to let us feel what
is the real happiness that we have to seek for.
Poetic devices:
- Repetition: I am very happy, and not the world.
-Personification: I have loved the world.
Poem 2: Alone looking at the mountain, by Li Po.
All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I.
Wow, a really short poem, but rich with complicated
words, so it talks about silence and happiness, the author
tries to say that contemplating is never boring or
exhausting.
The tone is a silenced tone, we can say a contemplating
tone also.
Poetic devices:
- Personification: We never tire of looking at each other.
4th theme: Death.
1st poem : Death, by Sry Chinmoy.
Death is not the end
Death can never be the end.
Death is the road.
Life is the traveler.
The Soul is the Guide
...
Our mind thinks of death.
Our heart thinks of life
Our soul thinks of Immortality.
A poem about death, that facilitate the meaning of death,
it says that death is not the end, and it the road to the
end. I a really good poems, because all of us thinks that
death is the end, but it's not really the end, it's only a
road that leads to heaven, or to GOD.
Poetic devices:
- Repetition: Death, and Our.
Personification: I'm not really sure, but Our mind thinks
of death. Our heart thinks of life. Our soul thinks of
Immortality.
A poem written by me ( Samuel Fanous).
Death isn't the END !
For those who think that death is the end
and without his loss, he can't smile or even pretend.
They think that they'll spend their lives to cry and bend
But no, his end is accompanied with your end.
Death is nothing but a road,
You take it from earth to God,
You stay there and wait
where you can only love, but not hate.
It's funny they can meet their great grand mother, or their schoolmate,
and pray together for god's forgiveness, and then debate.
And this is simply Paradise,
where your loss waits calm and wise,
and prays for you to smile again,
because like i said,
It's not the End.
