March 6, 2009

Response to "Management of Grief"

This is my response to Management of Grief from the point of Dr. Ranganathan during his visit to the Coast of Ireland to have a memorial of his wife.

"I overheard some people talking about swimming. I mentioned that you could survive this crash and swim to a little island off the coast and be safe. That's if If you were a good swimmer on that plane, you would be able to make it easily to safety. not give up hope and it's my job as a parent to make sure hope is still alive and be as positive as you can. It would be foolish to give up what has not been confirmedShaila mentioned her eldest son Vinod. I asked a few questions about him and learned he just turned 14 and was going to have a big birthday party thrown for him. I then progressed to the water with my shoes in my hand with my socks tucked in. I took out the squashed roses from my jacket pocket and plucked the petals off. I then threw them in the water. It was a sad moment. I started mourning a little and talked about my wife and how she loved pink roses. I always had to bring home a bouquet for her every friday to show my love.

March 5, 2009

Response to "An Ounce of Cure"

When first reading this story, I got a bit confused, but then i started focusing on what the title meant, and how it related to the story. This women has this unstoppable addiction to this one man and is madly in love with him but she tries to stop but all of her actions seem to remind her of the man. So when relating this story to the title, it took a bit of time. But seeing her serious addiction and a cure to find it, it all started to make sense. Her problem is the man and she wants to stop loving him and as i continued to read the story, she tried to cure it but realized it wasn't possible. So it could be that it's relating to what she didn't do and that is make an effort to cure it before it actually becomes a major problem in which it did. Later she starts to drink while on babysitting duty and starts to take shots. When she get's under the influence, this gives her a bigger problem to worry about in which it overcomes her addiction of the man she loves. So in the end, she overcomes her addiction by drinking shots (which are taken in ounces) and suddenly relates to the title "an ounce of cure" where one shot cures her problem. Alice Munro used good wording to describe this story as it was interesting how the plot unfolded. It was interesting to find out how the story went along as in the beginning, it was very hard to understand so she made this story interesting in the beginning to grasp the readers attention and then bring in a more severe plot to the story before the climax to make it exciting. It was a well written story and made me think very hard.

Response to "Happy Endings"

Margaret Atwood's short story titled "Happy Endings" was a very interesting yet saddening poem. The different variations throughout each scenerio make this poem a desire to read. Each scenerio created unlimited amounts creativeness to continue the short story while adding some of your own words. She does a great job of just getting straight to the point in each story and does it effectively to keep the reader interested into what will happen next. It was easy to read and follow along and each story had it's own twist to it as oppose to traditional falling in love and live happily ever after. The most intruiging one is when John and Mary die because readers can imagine what could go on after they die, which could bring up a heavy discussion or even how they died. John and Mary do well as characters as they portray their emotions towards the plot of each story which is why the several different endings of each story are different. Overall, it was a great poem and fun to read. The only thing I wish was that their was a bit more detail included to grasp more of how the scene plays out but in a more effecient way.

January 26, 2009

Response to Creative City

Creative City

to look, and not avert one's gaze;
that is where all the art is, the passion
and the city. people who do not look,
cannot see canvas, or poems or

notes for
happiness.
art does not begin with art,
but in the eyes. the eyes are everything;
when you look up at another,
and look away without a smile,

you have killed
everything you want to
bring home, oh citizen.


Creative City is an interesting poem written in free verse. The poem basically describes they way people in cities look at art. The poet describes that people who do not look for art, will never find it and that art begins with the eyes. The natural beauty within a city is spectacular but this poem describes the people that who do not open their eyes to look at what we have at our fingertips. The poet uses free verse to describe is argument with no clear rhyming scheme or meter. He uses deep description to explain what people cannot see if they dont look. For example, "people who do not look, cannot see canvas, poems..." states that if you do not open your eyes, you will not see any of the creative features that lie around us in the natural beauty. This poem brings a new perspective to looking art because you can visualize any natural beauty that comes up in your mind first. People have different perspectives of each piece of nature and this poem helps you define that.

January 22, 2009

Brendan's Poem

The Seasons of Canada
Brendan Meagher


A Ballad written in Iambic Tetrameter
(Rhyme Scheme: A, B, C, B)

The summer months, they come and go,
The sky so blue and sunny too.
No clouds to see, just you and me,
The children going to the zoo.

But then it comes, the leaves they fall,
The season is ‘a changing fast.
Cool temperatures, and back to school,
Pumpkins, thanksgiving, it can’t last.

The snow, it falls, children, they call,
Sharing gifts and celebrating.
Hot chocolate and lighting fires,
Memories they are creating.

But then it melts, and birds, they sing,
The heat picks up, the warm winds blow.
April showers, and May flowers,
You come outside, grass starts to grow.

The seasons, they all come and go,
But then it starts over again.
It’s Canada we love so dear,
A cycle that will never end.


Brendan's season's poem describes Canada in a distinct way because it shows how Canada is so special to have 4 seasons of different weather rather than a place like Florida where it's constantly hot. He describes the events in a manner in which it is so easy to understand because we all go through that same cycle he is describing and we fully understand what he is talking about. He uses a unique rhyming scheme in (A,B,C,B) which gives the poem it's "catchyness" and anxiety to read it. He uses iambic tetrameter which is a perfect fit because the lines are long enough to exactly describe what he is talking about and place enough detail in. He uses deep description about each specific season which he is explaining. For example "But then it melts, and birds, they sing,", it obviously stating that the snow is melting and the season is changing to spring where the birds start to sing. He clearly shows that he knows what he is talking about and puts it into poetry that I would rate a 10/10. Bravo!

January 21, 2009

The Lake

The Lake by Alex Kupchak

Walking along the big, blue lake
I kindly see a small white snowflake
The sound of the water, sailing up to the rocks
Canadian Geese flying in flocks
The smell of the cold, fresh clean air
Blowing into my face, oh so bare
Icebergs falling from the cliff
People escaping but imagine if...
Footsteps of exploration trenching through
I look to the lake and it's bavarian blue
I touch the snow, my body shivers
Before we cross the short frozen river
The fun may be over but i won't forget
The memories that come which i shall never regret


January 19, 2009

Viator Poem


Iambic Tetrameter, Rhyme Scheme (AA,BB)
At the beach, it is so much fun
I read my book and now its done
All the kids are being so kind
A tall sandcastle made combined

The hot sun is out, nice and bright
I'm cooling off, drinking a sprite
At the beach, it is so much fun
Buff men are going for long runs

The water today is bright blue
I can see it right clear and through
At the beach, it is so much fun
As i lay freely in the sun
As we move along in the sand
We hear music from a nice band
They play some music where we dance
At the beach, it is so much fun