Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

The Curse of the Poet in the Modern World: William Butler Yeats’s Poem “Adam’s Curse”



Sanam Shahedali
Professor Firouzeh Ameri, PhD
Contemporary English Poetry
4 July 2017


As members of the human society in the technology-dominated 21st century, those specializing in literature are often faced with these questions: What is the function of literature and poetry? How do literary-oriented minds contribute to the advancement of human good? What is the use of producing, reading, and analyzing various literary texts? Where does producing and studying literature stand compared to saving lives and promoting health through medical practices, putting bread on the tables through farming, or making houses to shelter people with the help of engineers? These questions must have been on the mind of the Irish poet William Butler Yeats when he composed the poem “Adam’s Curse” more than a century earlier in 1902.

The Morning is Full of Storm by Pablo Neruda: A Short Analysis



 The poem “The Morning is Full of Storm” by Pablo Neruda sets out to draw vividly with the brush of imagination that which cannot be directly witnessed, namely, the wind. This mysteriously invisible though powerful natural element moves about everywhere leaving its mark on everything that comes its way: from the clouds that resemble handkerchiefs being waved in its hands as they drift here and there, to the sound the wind makes “above our loving silence”, to the trees, which, stirred by the wind, gain the power of speech with a “language full of wars and songs”, to the dead leaves swept across the ground by the wind’s unseen broom, to the birds whose shooting flight is deflected by its resisting energy, to the sea that is toppled as the wind knocks it over, and finally to the fires whose flames lean sideways as the wind blows upon them.


داستان دنباله دار: فابیولیست ۴ - قسمت پایانی

زن با نوشتن از خود به لحظه انقلاب و آزادی می رسد (۱۲) وقتی می نویسد تاریخ را در هم می شکند، تاریخی که همواره او را سرکوب کرده است...