Monday, December 7, 2009

Chapter 15 reflection

“Batter my heart, three-personed God, for You” by John Donne




This poem is really interesting to me in the way that is structured. It is about a man that has committed sin and is asking God's forgiveness. The way in which the man seeks to be renewed and forgiven for his sin is very forcefully shown in his expression of word choice. It as if the man knows that it will not be an easy task for God to forgive him, but to do whatever he must in order to cleanse him of his wrongs. I especially like the part that says, “Yet dearly I love You , and would be loved fain/ But am betrothed unto Your enemy;/ Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;”. It is saying that the man wants to find God because he knows that he loves him, yet he is tied to the Devil by his sin. He is asking God to divorce him from his evil ways and take him in. Also, in the title it says three-personed God meaning God's three forms in the religious sense: the father, the son, and the holy ghost.



“Grass” by Carl Sandburg



This poem is an anti-war themed poem. It is about the bodies of war being covered up after each battle and people forgetting that they were even there. It gives you a very ominous feeling about the fact that people do not know their history. This is shown in the lines where the passengers ask the conductor where they are and what place is this, as if they had no clue that it is a part of their history. This poem makes you want to remember those people, just to tell them they are not forgotten and were just covered up as if they were never even there.



“Carnation Milk” by Anonymous



This is the funniest poem I have read lately. I think why it appeals to me is because it is so short and to the point. It is about a person who likes Carnation milk and why they like it. It goes beyond the obvious to really give you a mental picture of the type of person who would have written it though. I picture a young boy who has grown up on a farm and had to do the chores of milking the cow and pitching hay day in and day out. Its almost like a little sing song that he made up in rebellion to his chores.


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