Alice was born. A tiny bundle wrapped in pink, warm and soft, soft now. Held and adored, fawned over by others. Sweet, delicate, beautiful, beautiful. Like a flower, a rose. The most delicate rose. Alice grew. Her love grew. Her love for flowers, beautiful flowers. Alice stands at the edge of a field. The young, chubby legs sway under her. Endless. The flowers are endless. As far as her bright eyes could see. Squeals of delight escape Alice. She runs into the field. It welcomes her, greets her with the feeling of petals brushing her skin. Alice’s skin is soft. The petals are soft. Comforting, embracing. Alice stops to inspect a petal. The color is rich, red. Alice grows as she moves through the field, discovering new shades of red. Wading …show more content…
The flowers turn away. They hear Alice, it makes them uncomfortable. Their petals are dark now, curing in on themselves. Alice looks around to see petals pinned to the earth. Trapped by their own thorns. Alice falls to the ground. The ground is hard. Alice thinks back to when it felt soft, and when her eyes were bright. The glistening. She finds it again. She crawls to it. Wire. Alice takes it in her hands. Slowly, wrapping it around her head, over her lips tight. She won’t cry anymore. She doesn’t like how the flowers look at her when she cries. Alice stands. Keep wading through the field. The thorns are constant, but she doesn’t notice them anymore. Alice’s feet are hard now. A bed of thorns. Alice walks slow. She is tired. The flowers still tell Alice she is beautiful, but it makes her sick. Alice is dizzy. She sits. Still, too still. The flowers stare. Then a hand, an arm. It takes the wire, gently, undoing the binding. The hand is kind. It is meaningful, like a pearl. It takes Alice’s feet. It begins to pull at the thorns. Slow, painful work. Alice is reluctant to let go of the thorns. Then new ones could hurt her all over again. But Alice remembers when she first entered the field. The petals underfoot had been so
In such a way, the flowers acts as a testament revealing how death has tormented her dreams and her unconsciousness: “But this is the time they like to grow, the red flowers, the shining red peonies which are like satin, which are like splashes of paint. The soil for then is emptiness, it is empty space and silence. I whisper, Talk to me; because I would rather have talking that the slow gardening that takes place in silence, with the red satin petals dripping down the wall.” (Atwood 357) Grace emphasizes the slow growth of flowers which parallels the torturously slow sentence she carries through. These hardships are eased only through discussions with her doctor in a series of interviews. However her self-identity has already been stained by the murders - the red petals - that permeates her mind. Grace’s ill-fate weakens her morale further accelerating her downfall with the title of a troubled
“Don’t worry friends; I know why you are here. You have come to ask me about the flower in the meadow.That is one special flower, just like all the ones I have up here. It’s a simple explanation, a seed off one of these just simply made its way down there.”
Through her journey she comes across some physical challenges. At the beginning of her walk through the woods her dress gets caught in a thorn bush, which is the first physical obstacle to be faced. She tries her best to free her dress without ripping it, but it seems that every time she frees herself, she gets tangled more. She talks to the thorn bush and says, “ Thorns, you doing your appointed work. Never want to let folks pass—no, sir. Old eyes thought you was a pretty little green bush.” As she trembles still trying to free herself, the bush accepted her mistake, and gets loose from the thorns. She continues on her journey, she notices that the day is coming quicker to an end.
Roses are flowers that are so beautiful to the eye and complimentary to the nose, but once you look past the surface of the flower you notice the thorns that accompany it. These flowers are much like people in a sense that what 's on the outside is what appeals to others, but just like roses people have thorns that may be seen or unseen. The thorns that I bear can often times be seen but what about the thorns that were removed that left a scar on my stem? Those scars molded me into the woman I am today, pushed me to keep persevering, and taught me a lot about myself and the contribution I wanted to be to society.
“The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.” (174)
"The Chrysanthemums" introduces us to Elisa Allen, a woman who knows she has a gift for growing things, but it seems to be limited to her garden. Diligently working in her garden, Elisa watches as men come and go, living their lives unconfined, wondering what it must feel like to have that freedom. That emotion is revealed as Elisa gases at her husband and acquaintances talking, "she looked down toward the men by the tractor shed now and then." As she tills the soil for her chrysanthemums Elisa tills the thoughts in her head. The garden she so desperately maintained represents her world. A world that will only flourish if nourished. Emotional nourishment and stimulation is what Elisa lacked and longed for. The garden is limited in space to grow and so is her marriage. The garden is safe, non-threatening and so is her world. The garden contains many different elements that make it what it is, although unseen, and if the proper nourishment is not given it will die, as with Elisa.
The vocalist “would die in ecstasy” if she regained a chance to correct the mistake she made and seize her missed opportunity (Jones 14). Once the flower fully sprouts, the petals slowly fall one by one, similar to people that are reluctant to give up hope on an opportunity, represented by the flower’s stem (00:01:46). After the last petal falls and the credits play, the song’s depressed tune carries over even as the video restarts, signifying that the cycle continues over again
Weeping like a baby, I walk away from the frustrating, sweet music that hides such devastating and infuriating emotions. Like a bright red rose that smells of redolent, aromatic fragrance satisfying the nose, yet with thorns that impair when tempted.
My vision is blurred. I can just make out that it’s dark and that I am lying on my back among the late autumn leaves. As I blink again a little bit more comes in to my view, laying on my chest is a dead rose of blackened rouge; just lying on top of one of the petals was a little
Beautiful in life, but gone so quick; flowers are symbols of two things: love and death. In "The Flowers'' by Alice Walker, the story follows a young African-American girl named Myop who embarks on a journey of self-discovery and loss of innocence due to exposure to the cruelties of the world. The summer represented a time of innocence in Myop’s life, this time ripped away from her prematurely shortly after a devastating discovery. The beginning of this story is vibrant, warm, peaceful, and child-like because she is safe at home, playing in her yard with farm animals. Myop is Myopic, or near-sighted, so she cannot see the world around her in a manner that ensures she will be unharmed in certain places.
When the narrator awakes in the recovery room, she immediately notices the red tulips that are sitting close by, and it slowly converts her mind back to the chaotic condition that it was before her operation. She states, “Even through the gift paper I could hear them breathe / Lightly, through their white swaddlings, like an awful baby” (Plath 37-38). Plath uses this simile to show readers that the tulips are merely an annoyance at the beginning stages of her recovery; after the surgery, the narrator’s problems are slowly brought to her attention in the form of tulips, and they begin to torment her because they remind her of the issues she will have to return to in the future. However, the tulips do not remain an annoyance but become start consuming the narrator’s mind.
The setting of Alice Walkers short story” The Flowers” is important for us, the readers to obtain a perspective of how life was like growing up for a 10 year old African American girl by the name of Myop. The title of the story is “The Flowers.” When you think about flowers, you instantly compare them to being beautiful, pure, and innocent. The title of the “The Flowers” is a symbolism that correlates to Myop who is the protagonist of the story. Myop is just like a flower in the beginning of the story. She’s a pure and innocent child but that pure innocence changes when she discovers something that’ll change her life forever.
In the story’s introduction Elisa is tending to the garden that she loves more than anything in the world. She is out working in the garden doing tasks that almost seem too easy for her because of how passionate she is about her gardening. In paragraph 6 of the text it states that “the chrysanthemum stems seemed too small and easy for her energy” (103). For Elisa the chrysanthemums are a quite easy task for her and she hardly needs any energy to get much work done with them. Gardening is Elisa’s passion and a love of hers so having to do the most minimal amount of work to her chrysanthemums only enhances those qualities that she shows towards her flowers because she knows how well she can do her work. Her ease of work in her garden is again expressed further on in the story when it talks about how her “terrier fingers destroyed… pests before
Why would you want to hurt a beautiful flower? I didn’t believe this, that flowers hurt, but nevertheless I didn’t do it again. I was the inept child searching for
It was red and had a dark green stem and thorns. She realized that it was a wild rose. This made her happy, and she liked to think that the rose was a sign of hope. She picked her sweet rose and walked away, patiently and