T-title: How do I love you?.. when I first saw the title of this poem, I thought it's about love, and good lovable poem.
P-paraphrase:
How do I love you, let me say in example.
I deeply love you, I really love you.
I always think you, when you are not next to me,
You have no idea how much I love you but I will love you forever.
I love you freely,
I love you purely,
I love you in passion,
with my faith.
I don't care if it is been broken love, I will love you,
I will give you everything, and I will love you after I'm dead.
C-connotation:
This poem mostly described in metaphor and those are making this poem beautiful. Also, poet used repeatation to make it sounds more touching. This poem contains some of hyperbole, to show more heartily.
A-attitude:
Poet, is showing writer's love to I guess lover. It might be propose to lover. Poem is showing writers big love by poem. Poem also contains extreme tone of love, that show poet's love for lover more soberly.
S-shifts:
Tone in this poem is extreme love of writer. By it's verbal explanation in action of love, it shows love ardently and more lovely.
T-title:
I was right that I thought this poem was true love poem... It is extreme love poem.
T-theme:
Poem contains true ardent love, and it is about love and love... it might happen in real world to that those who are love somebody. It might be in propose, or one-sided love.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
How do I love thee?
Sonnet from the Portuguese 44: How do I Love thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Choose analysis♬
T: choose; At first I look at this poem title, I thought that I should choose this poem, because it might held great meaning of choose. Choosing between two or another is so hard to me, i thought it held great example of choosing.
P: rock;
paper;
choose;
to meet same shape or not
C: Hand Held - alliteration
Clenched fist, open asking hand - symbol
A: author is considering to be one or not, that is depend on author. Author may worried some, or happy to choose.
S: tone is considering, it is random,
T: Choosing, it is hard to author too, become one or not,
T: Author is trying to say that choosing between two is hard, that author is considering.
P: rock;
paper;
choose;
to meet same shape or not
C: Hand Held - alliteration
Clenched fist, open asking hand - symbol
A: author is considering to be one or not, that is depend on author. Author may worried some, or happy to choose.
S: tone is considering, it is random,
T: Choosing, it is hard to author too, become one or not,
T: Author is trying to say that choosing between two is hard, that author is considering.
Choose
Choose
by Carl Sandburg
THE single clenched fist lifted and ready,
Or the open asking hand held out and waiting.
Choose:
For we meet by one or the other.
by Carl Sandburg
THE single clenched fist lifted and ready,
Or the open asking hand held out and waiting.
Choose:
For we meet by one or the other.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
50-50 analysis♪
Why this poetry:
It was kind of funny to me that what writer thinks (maybe it is only for me)....
Analysis:
1st stanza is one lady is complaining about she got no man.
2nd stanza is one big boy (I think this might be one man who like lady but he didn't
have chance to get close to her) tell the lady what's problem with her.
3rd~4th stanza is conversation between big boy and lady, lady ask what she would do
for get a man, and boy tells what to do.
JK♪:
I think deep meaning in this poetry is by poetry, writer want to show what man wants (sharing bed, and money) and what lady should do it for man to get fine man. I think it isn't proper to say in words, but it is kind of fun to write as poetry, to make ladies easy to share bed together or money.
It was kind of funny to me that what writer thinks (maybe it is only for me)....
Analysis:
1st stanza is one lady is complaining about she got no man.
2nd stanza is one big boy (I think this might be one man who like lady but he didn't
have chance to get close to her) tell the lady what's problem with her.
3rd~4th stanza is conversation between big boy and lady, lady ask what she would do
for get a man, and boy tells what to do.
JK♪:
I think deep meaning in this poetry is by poetry, writer want to show what man wants (sharing bed, and money) and what lady should do it for man to get fine man. I think it isn't proper to say in words, but it is kind of fun to write as poetry, to make ladies easy to share bed together or money.
50-50
50-50
by Langston Hughes
I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.
Big Boy opened his mouth and said,
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind
You could have me with you
All the time.
She answered, Babe, what must I do?
He said, Share your bed—
And your money, too.
Langston Hughes, “50-50” from Collected Poems. Copyright © 1994 by The Estate of Langston Hughes. Reprinted with the permission of Harold Ober Associates Incorporated.Source: Selected Poems (1959).
by Langston Hughes
I’m all alone in this world, she said,
Ain’t got nobody to share my bed,
Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand—
The truth of the matter’s
I ain’t got no man.
Big Boy opened his mouth and said,
Trouble with you is
You ain’t got no head!
If you had a head and used your mind
You could have me with you
All the time.
She answered, Babe, what must I do?
He said, Share your bed—
And your money, too.
Langston Hughes, “50-50” from Collected Poems. Copyright © 1994 by The Estate of Langston Hughes. Reprinted with the permission of Harold Ober Associates Incorporated.Source: Selected Poems (1959).
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