Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Mini Blog
I know this a day late, I just completely spaced it! http://nathanaelgracelovesliterature.blogspot.com/
I really enjoyed the quote Nathanael used for her Dream Song Blog “Yes. That’s right. You “rebels” are all only another kind of sheep. Or the same kind of sheep.”
I feel that way all the time looking at other people who are trying to be out of the ordinary, and then you see twenty others dressed exactly the same, doing the very same thing trying to be “rebellious”.
Is it possible to say that no one could ever be completely rebellious? That perhaps it is not ever possible? Since in the end several others will be doing the exact same?
But then again we have to think is one person rebellious and they have just recruited several others to help them build their foundations? Will there ever be an answer?
Perhaps we are only rebels based upon another person’s definition of what that should be. Perhaps I could be rebellious to one person, while not to another.
So what are you all classified as?
So obviously Gaga did have a brief moment where she was kissing another woman. Our society still finds that uncomfortable since it goes against the “norm”. Although who is to honestly say what the “norm” is? I found what she did with this part both flattering and upsetting. Yes, she did show the world hey two women kissing shouldn’t be an issue, but at the very same time she made it almost seem like a joke. I feel that Gaga doesn’t realize that while she is trying to make a point that it shouldn’t be a big deal, that she is also saying to society that it’s not about actual love, it’s about having fun and giving it a try.
It also felt like she was making attraction between two women look dirty and raunchy. I mean no one really goes around grabbing one another’s downstairs parts like that( I don’t know if I am allowed to say this…so sorry if anyone is offended). I know she was in a jail and it seemed like she was falling into the classic stereo type of what we “imagine” jail to be like. I’m sure I don’t need to describe.
When Gaga was wearing the American flag attire, I kind of got the impression that this is supposed to be America, and what people are like, or at least what they have been labeled as by society. By her wearing that I felt like her actions throughout the entire storyline were just little jabs at all of us as people trying to make us more open minded and realize that we are more than what we have been classified as.
Although, I could be very wrong and it is very possible that Gaga just wanted to dance around in caution tape, and make sandwiches with miracle whip. Who’s to say?
Thursday, April 5, 2012
So…I decided to talk about “The Dream Songs”… So before it begins there is always the excerpt describing the story. The Dream songs “is essentially about an imaginary character (not the poet, not me) named Henry, a white American in early middle age sometimes in blackface, who has suffered an irreversible loss and talks about himself sometimes in the first person, sometimes in the third, sometimes in the second; he has a friend, never named. Who addresses him as Mr. Bones and variants thereof.” (Berryman 1129)
Berryman is very closely related to Henry, at least in my own opinion. I feel that this was Berryman giving himself a home on paper. Perhaps his way of making himself concrete with all of the things he has already known of himself in his head. I mean Berryman had suffered several losses in his life, his father dying, his friend dying from cancer, being bullied.
Things like this can really alter a person’s life and steer them in very odd directions. Someone can be one way for years and then one small thing can happen to them and they can no longer be the person that they had once been. Berryman had endured such an intense loss at such a young age that he cleaved to the pain and darkness that life can provide.
I admit I did Google and this was something interesting that I found ““There is a fiendish resemblance,” Berryman has said, “between Henry and me.” Like Berryman, Henry is a poet, teacher, heavy drinker, and incessant needer whose father shot himself when his son was twelve years old. ( http://www.jstor.org/discover/10.2307/27542549?uid=3739648&uid=2129&uid=2&uid=70&uid=4&uid=3739256&sid=56000401343)
One line that I really liked was “Where did it all go wrong? There ought to be a law against Henry. –Mr. Bones: there is.” (Berryman 1130) I feel like Berryman is giving us personal insight. All of his thoughts and feelings warped, out of control. What does he deserve as a human being? What is natural to want, what is natural at all? You see Henry restricting himself, a law, and then with the reply “there is”, of course there is because Henry has placed it on himself, he created it.
When I read that Berryman committed suicide, I felt like he had betrayed himself and Henry. Berryman had killed himself just like his father had. This single act from his father had consumed his life and now he recreated it.
Ah! Too many thoughts! Sorry if that was too deep for anyone. It wasn’t meant to be. Mainly my mind racing with all of these reasons why?
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
http://nathanaelgracelovesliterature.blogspot.com/
Okay, so maybe I totally missed it, but there was an extra credit reading aloud thing? So you did one of your own personal readings? And if I am not totally off topic, what did you write about? How did you come to decide that you wanted to read about that? And finally, where you freaking out?
So when you mention other readings being cleaner this time then last time, what would you say made for a better atmosphere? And did it make you feel more comfortable with less “pornographic” readings? Obviously. Hahaha.
Did you find other readers to be more experienced than others? Was there one particular reader that you liked the best out of all of the ones that you heard?
I wish I would have listened better so I could have gone, I doubt I would have read because I am a huge chicken. I can perform any character in a play, but putting me on stage reading a poem is a totally different story. Probably because I wouldn’t have my character identity to hide behind.
That’s neat that you experienced that, hopefully you do continue to do readings!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Week 10
So
Picasso…when I first began reading it I actually thought that it was just the
same words written over and over again for a page and a half. Then I realized
it pretty much was the same words written over and over but with other added
words being said in the same yet various ways. Either way it is very repetitious
and a little bothersome.
Anyways The first segment that I found interesting was “
One whom some were certainly following was one working and certainly was one bringing something out
of himself then and was one who had been all his living have been one having
something coming out of him.” (Stein 856) I could be wrong but this text seems
to me to say that this was a person who was working, and who was bringing
something much greater out of himself by working on that specific idea, while
others were following hoping to gain something like this person who had been
working had gained for themselves. See even as I try to describe it in the
terms that I understand it appears to make very little sense. Although I swear
I am meaning to.
At the end it says “ This one was one who was working.
This one was one who was almost always working. This one was not one completely
working. This one was one not ever completely working. This one was not one
working to have something come out of him. He always did have something coming
out of him. He was working; he was not ever completely working. He did have
some following. They were always following him . Some were certainly following
him. He was one who was working. He was one having something coming out of him something
having meaning. He was not ever completely working.” (Stein 857)
For a moment I wondered
if it was multiple kinds of people being described especially when it talks
about those working and having something coming out of them that is meaningful while
others are working and they are not fully working and they don’t have as much
coming out of them so they follow others who have meaning coming from them.
Although, as I was reading further I thought of it like
we as people, following others who have great talent and strength and hoping
something great will come out of us, while other follow and only try half
heartedly and can’t provide something as wonderful because they are not trying
hard enough. But the very last line when it says “He was not ever completely
working.”(Stein 857) I think that might mean perhaps some people are just made
with a certain skill or talent and there is no extra hard work given because it
just comes naturally.
Just so everyone knows I feel as if I may so wrong about
this entire segment. Feel free to give me your input.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Response to Prof Inquiry
"Great close reading of this section, and you raise some really interesting questions. Do you see any similarities between Nick and the Hopper? What are we to make of all the focus and attention that the story pays to them? The story tells us they're important because they get some much space, but the story doesn't tell us *why* they're important (which is often one of the frustrating and brilliant things about Hemingway).
What do you think?"
I know I am supposed to responding
to my group members, but I thought that I could further my argument
and understanding of the reading if I elaborated on this.
One
of the things my group discussed about the Hoppers in this story was that they
represented the Soldiers that Nick had previously served with. I think the
reason that they were charred in color was meant to be a representation of the
men and the weight that they had to carry, with the deaths of their friends and
others they had grown so close with. The black coal color was covering the
original colors of the hopper, just like the weight of the war had changed the
men and their “colors”.
When Nick originally has the Hopper
lodged into his sock I got this feeling that it was signifying the war always
being something lodged into his life pestering him. Then when he picks it up
and really looks at it and looks at the surrounds charred just like this Hopper
and it may have been a subconscious reminder.
I also get this feeling that when
Nick is finally done examining the Hopper and tosses it back into the charred
tree stump and the Hopper blends in with the mess; that it is him trying to let
it go, maybe letting a fallen mate or even the memory of it all fall back into
his mind and trying to make it all only a memory and leaving all of those men
exactly where they lay never having any continuum.
Of course I must remind that this
is just me rambling on about my crazy ideas. So take what you will.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Week 9
First off I decided to discuss a few
things I found interesting in Hemingway’s Big Two-Hearted River. Yay!
In the prelude to the story we learn
that Nick has been a very prominent character in Hemingway’s writing, I am
wondering why this is?
What I found most interesting was the
way that the grasshoppers were so detailed very early into the story. Nick has
this grasshopper wedge its way into his sock and from there a paragraph
describes these hoppers “They were not the big grasshoppers with yellow and
black or red and black wings whirring out from their black wing sheathing and
whirring as they fly up. These were just ordinary hoppers but all sooty and
black in color.”(Hemingway 982)
And all this time we are gathering
this description about these hoppers before Nick finally removes this
grasshopper from his sock. Which makes me wonder how long he had let that
grasshopper tag along before he finally decided to actually remove it? Then
Nick contemplates further on the identity of these hoppers and decides this “He
realized that the fire must have come the year before but the grasshoppers were
all black now. He wondered how long they would stay this way.” (Hemingway 982)
Okay so now he finally, after all of
this decides he is (for real) going to remove this grass hopper and at this
point after already contemplating the reason for this color he actually looks
at it. Actually puts a visual to all of his thoughts about this bug. “He turned
him up, all his legs walking in the air, and looked at his jointed belly. Yes,
it was black too, iridescent where the back and head were dusty.” (Hemingway
982)
So after such a long inquiry of the
bugs visual being and then put a visual to his conclusion Nick simply tosses
the bug away saying “Go on Hopper, fly away somewhere.” (Hemingway 982) Notice
though how the word Hopper is capitalized, like a name would be. Why does the
word Hopper become capitalized? Names are very important, why would this insect
receive a name? Nick lets this Hopper go “He tossed the grasshopper up into the
air and watched him sail away to a charcoal stump across the road.” (Hemingway
982)
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