Friday, February 24, 2012

If I should have a daughter- Sarah Kay

The poem, if I should have a daughter, by Sarah Kay is a poem that I find really meaningful. Although she doesn't have a daughter, this poem shows just how much she would care for her if she was to have one. I feel that Sarah Kay wrote this as a guide for her future daughter. That the poem is almost a gift to her future daughter. Taking all she learned, and turning all the life lessons into advice. Though these teachings are meant for her daughter if she was to have one, her advice can really be given to anyone.

" And always apologize when you've done something wrong, but don't you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining. Your voice is small, but don't ever stop singing.""
This line really stood out to me because, it shows how much love she has or this person who doesn't exist yet. This excerpt is words of encouragement. Telling her daughter to always know who she truly is and to never apologize for being just that. You can tell that Sarah Kay has already learned these things but is giving them to her daughter with love.

"When you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises; when you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you want to save are the ones standing on your cape; when your boots will fill with rain, and you'll be up to your knees in disappointment. And those are the very days you have all the more reason to say thank you."
I really liked that line because I believe what Sarah is saying to be true. With the emotion she puts into her writing, you can tell that each little piece of advice has a story of her own behind it. And that is why I find the poem to be special.

The whole poem means a lot because there is a lot to take away from it. Reading it can teach you important lessons. Even If the lessons are not ones that you have learned on your own yet, they are ones that she has learned. And the lessons are pieces of advice to teach not just her, already loved future daughter, but whomever decides to read the poem.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Sonnet

The days were easy as they passed him by
A worry or thought never crossed his mind
When all the love that He fel was a high
And not a hope or dream was left behind
Now The days don't end, so new ones can't start
He can't stop worries from pacing his head
The love is gone that was once in his heart
And all his dreams have run away instead

The person He was is not to be found
He picks himself up and starts from before
Pieces are shattered some still on the ground
He try's to live life again, love even more

He still feels the empty deep in his heart
Without the love a new life could not start

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Poem on "fire at evening"- Paul Klee.

In the darkness
The fire lights up the night,
In the calm dark mountains
A burst that's so bright,
The sound is piercing
but there's no noise at all,
Only the beauty of the still nightfall,
Just the flames shooting high
Into the never ending sky,
No stars shining bright,
Just the burning orange light.
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Poem on -What is poetry?

What is poetry?

Is it a work of art,
Or is it simply words?

Is it where a new idea can start,
Or is it where old ideas make a home?

Is it emotions pouring out,
Or is it feelings trapped on paper, even worse then before?

Is it inspiration to clear your doubt,
Or is it just writing for yourself,
and nothing more?
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Poem on - what happens to a _____?

What happens to an old song?
Does it still play-
Even though no one is listening?
Does it fade away-
Or keep on glistening?
Does it know that it's old-
And remember it's youth?
Or does the song live on-
Never knowing the truth?
Maybe it got tired of playing it's tune-
Or does it hope that it will be played again, sometime really soon?

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Paul Klee

Fire At Evening- Paul Klee

Paul Klee was born in Switzerland in 1879. He was very artistic from a young age. He always drew, but he also played the violin. His family was very "musical". With his dad being a music teacher, and his mom a professional singer, he was always pressured to pursue music. But instead of music, When he grew older, he decided to study art in Munich Germany. When in school, he learned to use many colors in his drawings. He was one of the first artists to draw abstract art. He also was one of the first artists to realize that when you paint, it doesn't have to look like a photograph. His drawing was different than many others in his time.

Fire At Evening was drawn in 1929. "Klee's trip to Egypt in the winter of 1928–29 inspired a number of striated compositions, a response in part to the stratified cliffs of the Nile Valley and the long strips of tilled fields he saw there. " -(http://www.moma.org/) There are many straight lines in the paintings. There are no un-even edges, or curves. They are all crossing eachother, connecting each line and color. The painting has many dark colors. The Bright orange square mixed in with the dark shades of brown, dark purple, and blue, stands out. When I look at the painting my eye is immediately drawn to that one burst of a glowing color. The bright orange really illuminates the whole painting.

The first thing I saw when looking at the picture was the orange square. I feel like I know what Paul Klee was looking at and invisioning when he drew this painting. In the feild of darkness there was on thing that stood out. That night when he was looking at the cliffs and mountains, one burst of color cought his eye. I believe that the whole drawing wasn't a blur of a fire but, that the one box of color was the flames. Everytime I look at the painting, I try to think about what he could have been feeling when drawing this. It might not have been my initial thought, that the scene really was a fire. The orange might not be fire, but a light. It could symbolize something dark in his life, or the darkness around him, and that one Bright light helps him see where he's going. The light could be a symbol of hope or guidance.

No matter what Paul Klee was thinking when painting this piece of art, I think that everyone can inturpret it differently. The painting doesn't have many boundries, you can't see where it starts or ends. The painting can be anything.