Monday, 19 October 2015

Nature and Invention



   
















People and Places


It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of
Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
  I and my
Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful
Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me--
Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my
Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we--
  Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful
Annabel Lee:

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful
Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea,
  In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Poem by Edgar Allan Poe 

Born in Boston, Massachusetts, U.S


Friday, 16 October 2015

War and Hope


War and Hope

War: In Flanders Fields by John McCrae
Hope: There Will Come Soft Rains by Sara Teasdale

The most relevant poem in this day and age from the two poems stated above, in my opinion, would be ‘There will come soft rains’ by Sara Teasdale. In this poem she talks about the peace after the war ends. Whereas the poem ‘In flanders fields’ by John McCrae happens during the war. Since we are living in peace and the war is over ‘In flanders fields’ is harder to associate with, thankfully we are able to associate with ‘There will come soft rains’ morebecause it is hopeful.

Love and Loneliness

Love and Loneliness


Come live with me, and be my love
our love as free as little white doves.
I will never let you go,
oh don't leave, love as light as snow.
Please don't set me free.


I have been one acquainted with the night,
I am no longer alive
ever since you left my sight.
My breath is faster, my heartbeats slower
I don't think I will ever be alright.
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The passionate shepherd to his love, Christopher Marlowe.

Acquainted with the night, Robert Frost.