The curse

I found really difficult to write about this short story. It is a story where no life is mentioned. I perceive only destruction. Despite this feeling, I found two elements that reflect some hope which are the church and the river. The river seems to be the only thing that is moving in the story. Water usually represents purity and also a new beginning( I believe that this story is not an exception in this issue). Therefore I think that the author is trying to create a sense of awareness towards nuclear weapons on the readers.( he sets a depressing scene but still give us some hope). Although words as glow, glimmering, fire, are all mention in the story I feel darkness prevails during the whole story.

17 Century poetry

Hush a By Baby

 

'Hush a by baby, on the tree top,


When the wind blows the cradle will rock;


When the bough breaks,

 the cradle will fall,


And down will come baby,

cradle and all.'

 

This well known lullaby is still sung today to babies all over the world. It is thought to have been written by one of the ‘Pilgrims’ (religious emigrants) who sailed to America on the ship The Mayflower in 1620. The author may have been inspired to write the lullaby after witnessing the Native American practice of hanging a baby’s cradle in a tree to rock them to sleep in the breeze.


 

I believe that lullabies have a very “ sweet” meaning. I think mothers not only from remote places but from different periods  as well, felt just the same than mothers of this time. For me Lullabies are extemporal poetry. I have found this song ,which  I used to listen to when I was a child. It is  a recreation of this lullaby. I consider it really beautiful and I don’t know its origins till now.

 


'Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's going to buy you a mockingbird.

And if that mockingbird don't sing,
Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama's going to buy you a looking glass.

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's going to buy you a billy goat.

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's going to buy you a cart and bull.

And if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's going to buy you a dog named Rover.

And if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Mama's going to buy you a horse and cart.

And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town.'

From a fig to my best remembers.

Leaning against a Fig tree while I was reading a book during a hot summer day, I wondered why there were so many flies buzzing all around me. I stared at one of those small flying insects that was devouring pleasantly an open fig and I remembered myself climbing that tree in order to get the same treasure the fly had got in its mouth: soft sweet fruit, deep flesh under a purple and green skin, full of small red seeds in its interior similar to our veins which carry red blood under our skin. Feeling joyful and blessed by my memories of old days in my grandmother’s house I continued reading my book with a huge smile on my face.

Multi -Genre Self Portrait Anthology

My Poems

 "I am from poem"

I am from an Imaginary Land,

where colourful doubts command,

I believe in permanent movement,

which can clear my mind,

I am from an Imaginary Land.

"Image Poem"

Tired they rest

in my wardrobe

orange dust covers them

till the next weekend 

the'll play again.

Waiting to get out,

and run in the direction of

yellow balls.

Slide on the dust 

What a match!

List Poem

Ten things found in my handbag

Sticky lollypops

Watermelon bubble gums

Shinny lipstick

Reminder notes

Colourful marbles

Empty pens

Bothersome cell phone 

Evidential tickets

Grammar books

Lovely photos,

My meaningful disorder.

Anthology Poem by Galeano

"De nuestros miedos
nacen nuestros corajes,
y en nuestras dudas
viven nuestras certezas.
Los sueños anuncian
otra realidad posible,
y los delirios otra razon.
En los extravios
nos esperan los hallazgos
porque es preciso perderse
para volver a encontrarse."

This poem also arises similar feelings that "If".
I think it is a very simple one but the words chosen are so real and meaningful.
I truly believe in losing ourselves to find our own answers. I think this idea can be applied in all the stages of our lives.For example, when we are in the process of learning something, we need to be confused to re-structure our mind with the new knowledge. The same happens with our life projects. Sometimes our aims are very clear, but suddenly we lose sight of our way and again a new light appeared.

Anthology- Poem by Rudyard Kipling

IF.....
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
It is the second time I 'm writing this poem on my blog. It is really one of my favourites!!!
"If" is a poem that gives me encouragement every time I read it. Whichever the stage of my life is , I always find some words that fit that precise moment and gives me enough energy and courage to keep on.
It is difficult for me to choose some parts of the poem because I love it all, but the ones more representatives for me are:-If you can dream - and not make dreams your master....
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same....
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch....
I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I do!

Of Mice and Men (new introduction)

Introduction The lives of American working class was moulded during the thirties decade not only by the Great Depression but also intensified by The Dust Bowl. In this period, an exodus of displaced was provoked by the economic crisis and the strong dust storms, where many Americans migrated west looking for work. Salinas Valley was one of the chosen places. Crop pickers and hard work farmers were eager to get a job. As a result of  despair, feelings and emotions were left aside. People focused only in what they thought the priority was, food and shelter . Therefore,  they were grateful of having a new opportunity, although deep inside themselves they all dreamt about a land of their own. Pilar listening to your suggestion, I ommitted the relation with The Great Depression. May be I use it ,afterwards,  in my conclusion like an open ending. May be.....

Tales in the sand

I missed the point, I was so centred on symbols I forgot a part of the story.
I believe that the grandfather wanted to tell a tale about beginnings and endings and how life restarts time after time depending who the protagonist is. Also how the meanings of stories can be interpreted in many ways and how we should search in our interiors to discover what we are looking for.

Tales in the sand by Neil Gaiman

From the first time I read the story I found a large amount of symbols. As in Boule de Suif by Guy de Mauppassant ,I recognized a religion influence in this tale too. It remebered me to the Genesis, The creation(in some parts,the story turns the other way round -instead of creation destruction).
Mostly all my interpretation is based on the symbols , such as"the city of glass"( a city of transparency,a city which may not be seen) , the Queen's name "Nada"( A queen without a man - as an uncomplete woman-as the existence of woman is not real without a man by her side ), the stanger that says "nothing"(again the word "nothing" -perhaps the author believes in nihilism or he wants to criticize christianism), the weaver bird words"He is no man, no God...", the bird's anticipation"This other can never be yours", the similarities with Adan and Eve's forbidden fruit with the "berries of flame","the white weaver" being the one which takes her to the dream world (I think that white weavers don't exist), the eyes of the man"his eyes are stars in pools of deep water"(as if his eyes anticipated something evil to come).In my opinion that mysterious man represents death. Also the blazing fireball was anticipated as a possible fact , we all know that a piece of glass exposed to sun might provoke fire. The importance value of ancestors , the story begins with a grandfather and ends with the queen looking into the realm of her grandmother death.
Finally, her dennied to the Dream Lord,that condemmed her to the eternal suffering, isn't that the same feeling she already had for what she thought she did to her city?. She wasn't able to change what had happened. She knew she could't be happy so there wasn't any reason to accept him.

Of Mice and Men -Paper

In every bit of honest writing in the world there is a base theme. Try to understand men, if you understand each other you will be kind to each other. Knowing a man well never leads to hate and nearly always leads to love. There are shorter means, many of them. There is writing promoting social change, writing punishing injustice, writing in celebration of heroism, but always that base theme. Try to understand each other.– John Steinbeck in his 1938 journal entry[3](esta quotation ,podra ir en la introduction?)

My introduction
The American dream gave hope to more than a million people. Hard work amd free choice was the motto. However, some people still wonder if the American society was able to stand up and re-organize their lives again .We (aca no se si hay un problema de coherence-ya que arriba dice some people- igualmente me suena mejor dejar We que poner They ?????)might also questioned if everybody have the same opportunities (aca en realidad en el primer borrador escribi todo en forma de pregunta y despues lo cambie porque Pilar dijo que era muy dificil hacer preguntas en el paper).At this time not only The Great Depression but also The Dust Bowl made people go from place to place looking for the way to survive. As a result, feelings and emotions were left aside.People focus only in what they thought the priority was; food and shelter. Therefore,all their expectations were just a job.Crop pickers and hard work farmers were grateful of having a new opportunity but deep inside themselves they all dreamt about a land of their own.

My Thesis
Of Mice and Men is a novel that explores relationships in a crisis context.The two protagonists Lennie and George,two unconditional friends, a pair that relies one on the other suggest me (puedo poner first person???) the idea of going deeper into two themes, loneliness and friendship. Two extemes ,intensely closed one to the other as this two men are in this novel.

La verdad que a medida que uno lo va pasando va modificando un monton de cosas , no se si para bien o mal. Me gustaria opiniones y sugerencias para poder seguir adelante.
Don't forget to be patient!!! What a problem ,no??

L'escargot

Talking about colours I wanted to share this image with you...

This work fascinated me since I was a child.There was a poster in my kitchen. I didn't know it belongs to Matisse till I grew up.

The colours always called me the attenttion.Moreover when I discovered that it was one of Matisse's final works(He was 84 and suffering from poor health) impressed me even more.

If I should describe it , it is just paper cut and pasted but I love the way they are situated.It is such a simple and colourful work and I think it expresses a lot about the creator, his personality, his curiosity, his innovation,and his own search of looking for the way to say something to the world.

..." Although the snail is a humble animal its shell represent a pattern of universal movement"

"IF"

I love this poem , I really don't know if it is a poem or a "Soneto",but What's the difference, They are such wise words that I feel moved whenever I read it.

[IF]
If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt youBut make allowance for their doubting too,If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,Or being hated, don't give way to hating,And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;If you can meet with Triumph and DisasterAnd treat those two impostors just the same;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spokenTwisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winningsAnd risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,And lose, and start again at your beginningsAnd never breath a word about your loss;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinewTo serve your turn long after they are gone,And so hold on when there is nothing in youExcept the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;If all men count with you, but none too much,If you can fill the unforgiving minuteWith sixty seconds' worth of distance run,Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling

Como sigue esto??? Como se agregan textos e imagenes?

HELLO, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT !!!!! Is this my own blog?