Hi I am in desperate need for a famous modern love poem that has been analysed. Very behind on my work and need help. Thanks!

Here you go plenty to choose from here:

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Les

Try searching this site for 'Prufrock.'

pam

Thanks for your help but all I need is a modern poem about how good love is and possibly already analysed. My home work is to research a poem that is analysed and to see if I intepret it the same. Thanks alot for the help

Paul, just use Google type in the name of modern poem with which you are familiar and then type the name of the poem, author, and "analysis" in the search box. Here's an example of what you might find:

[www.freeessays.cc] />

Les

Thanks alot for your help lg found the info needed and thanks to everyone else for your help. much appreciation @-->------

I was wondering if you could help me desperately need help behind with work, and need 2 Racism Poems already analysed please help. Need them as soon as possible!!

Thank you
Bella

Which racism poems did you have in mind?

Les

i need analysed poems right now please help

Good luck johnny.

Les

i need help on the love poems analysis really bad!!! i need the one with the poems and its analyis. i really need it FAST!!!! please help me!

hey i need a poem with lots of poetic tehniques used in it i need to make an oral about any poem but i cant seem to find one so if some one could help me thnx

Here you go James. This poem has plenty of poetic devices: Hugh could probably identify 6 or 7. See how many you can find.

To Night
by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Swiftly walk o'er the western wave,
Spirit of Night!
Out of the misty eastern cave,
Where, all the long and lone daylight,
Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear,
Which make thee terrible and dear--
Swift be thy flight!

Wrap thy form in a mantle gray,
Star-inwrought!
Blind with thine hair the eyes of day;
Kiss her until she be wearied out,
Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land,
Touching all with thine opiate wand--
Come, long-sought!

When I arose and saw the dawn,
I sighed for thee;
When light rode high, and the dew was gone,
And noon lay heavy on flower and tree,
And the weary day turned to his rest,
Lingering like an unloved guest,
I sighed for thee.

Thy brother Death came, and cried,
Wouldst thou me?
Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed,
Murmured like a noontide bee,
Shall I nestle near thy side?
Wouldst thou me?--And I replied,
No, not thee!

Death will come when thou art dead,
Soon, too soon--
Sleep will come when thou art fled;
Of neither would I ask the boon
I ask of thee, beloved Night--
Swift be thine approaching flight,
Come soon, soon!

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You can find terms such as "metaphor", "alliteration", and "personification" here: [www.poeticbyway.com] />

Les

6 or 7? Not me. I get bogged down right at the beginning. What's it called when one addresses/appeals to an inanimate object (or even an idea?) as if it were a person? Such as PBS is doing to the night in this one, I mean. Doesn't seem like merely personification; I think here is a more exact term available.

Meanwhile,

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I need an analysis on robert frost's nature poems that had already been completed, and don't put the google search in here. I already look at it and can't find anything. Or just may be I'm not good at doing research stuff... Well, if you guys find anything E-mail me! Thanks!

An, why would you post a search for nature poems under a topic headed "famous love poems..."? Oh, I see you're not good at reading, either.

Ok, go here:

[www.emule.com] />
[www.essaysample.com] />

Les



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Ig, thanks for the weblinks. That heading was just a fluke!!! I CAN READ! LOL!

Then, if you have another question, read where it says "new topic" and start a new heading so we know what you're looking for.

What's it called when one addresses/appeals to an inanimate object
(or even an idea?) as if it were a person?

Didja ever notice how the subconsious mind works on stuff like this? I woke up this morning with the answer.

[www.google.com]

Well everyone, I somehow happened to come across this page and believe it or not, I didn't know you could ask others for help online! Anyways, two girls and I have to analyze "The Hollow Men," by T.S. Eliot and if you could give us any ideas as to how to 'reinact' it for a movie or even analyze it some, that would be much appreciated. Thank You!

It's going to be a pretty surreal movie. Eliot isn't the easiest to analyze- he's always going in different directions.

Try going section by section- drawing pictures of the hollow men and the landscape might help.

pam

The Hollow Men
by Thomas Stearns Eliot

Mistah Kurz - he dead.
A penny for the Guy!

I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpieces filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rat's feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar.

Shape without form, shade without color,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other Kingdom
Remember us - if at all - not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.


II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer-

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom.


III

This is the dead land
This is the cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.


IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdom.
In the last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.


V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow

For thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but with a whimper.

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A Nursery Rhyme
as if it might have been written by T.S. Eliot

Because time will not run backwards
Because time
Because time will not run
Hickory dickory

In the last minute of the first hour
I saw the mouse ascend the ancient timepiece,
Claws whispering like wind in dry hyacinths.

One o'clock,
The street lamp said,
'Remark the mouse that races toward the carpet.'

And the unstilled wheel still turning
Hickory dickory
Hickory dickory
dock
-- Wendy Cope

hello my name is sai parra and i like to eat eat eat apples and bananas. i like your poems

hey-
my names vaness im in year 11 and i live in australia i have to find any sort of text interpret it and relate it to the studied book which is: "burned alive" by souad... its a great book filled with fear and discloser.. now all i need to do is link a nother text's passion with te passion in souads book. i was thinking of a poem? a love poem? bcoz more or less there is aspects of love in souads book..
any suggestions are much appriciated? asap..

what is the meaning of the green white stick from Robert's Frost Love and a Question. The stranger is holding it

A stranger came to the door at eve,
And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
He bore a green-white stick in his hand,
And, for all burden, care.

He asked with the eyes more than the lips
For a shelter for the night,
And he turned and looked at the road afar
Without a window light.

The bridegroom came forth into the porch
With, ‘Let us look at the sky,
And question what of the night to be,
Stranger, you and I.’

The woodbine leaves littered the yard,
The woodbine berries were blue,
Autumn, yes, winter was in the wind;
’Stranger, I wish I knew.’

Within, the bride in the dusk alone
Bent over the open fire,
Her face rose-red with the glowing coal
And the thought of the heart’s desire.

The bridegroom looked at the weary road,
Yet saw but her within,
And wished her heart in a case of gold
And pinned with a silver pin.

The bridegroom thought it little to give
A dole of bread, a purse,
A heartfelt prayer for the poor of God,
Or for the rich a curse;

But whether or not a man was asked
To mar the love of two
By harboring woe in the bridal house,
The bridegroom wished he knew.


Good question. This site claims it is a 'peeled willow' and signifies Satan:

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First I have ever heard of it, so I have no opinion. Before you asked, I assumed it meant green=new/fresh + white=innocence.

I read the Yeats poem on the Bartleby site mentioned, but did not follow how it was related to the LAAQ one.

i NEED a love poem and an analysis or at leasrt something to tell me what the poem is abou! HELP!

I need 2 racism poems by 2:30 today because its due tomorow for a class. Please make sure they are good. Thanks alot






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