Analysis Of The Poem ' Beyond The White Line '

The poem “White Lies” by Natasha Trethewey, gives the reader a glimpse of Trethewey’s troublesome upbringing in a biracial family during a time when biracial marriage was illegal in the deep South. Trethewey’s poems tend to have a deeper meaning and several secreted messages. The poem, “White Lies,” is a prime example of Trethewey’s phenomenal work and conveys an important, and quite dejected, message. Trethewey clearly defines her attitude as embarrassed and ashamed of her upbringing in a biracial family.

When songwriters begin to pen the lyrics of a song, I believe their ultimate goal is to transcend time in hopes of reaching listeners for generations to come. J.R. Cash, professionally known as Johnny Cash, wrote a song that did just that. “Ragged Old Flag” is a patriotic song that speaks to every generation. Written in 1974, “Ragged Old Flag” was meant to tell the story of our country. Johnny Cash recorded “Ragged Old Flag” live at the House of Cash. Cash wanted the song to be recorded live because it was raw, untouched, and unapologetically real. The basis of this analysis is to show how patriotism spans generations, but also why a song such as, “Ragged Old Flag” is an important part of patriotism in the United States of America.

Another way Gilman enhances unwilling imprisonment is through figurative language. The narrator describes the moonlight metaphorically: “it creeps so slowly, and always comes in by one window or another” (Gilman 293). The moonlight makes the woman behind the wallpaper become clearer night by night. This personification describes the way insanity is creeping onto the narrator. For a very long time, the moon associates with early fertility-centered societies and female power. In “The Yellow Wallpaper,” the contrast between daytime with its constant limitations and nighttime with its unpredictable freedoms are symbolized by the alternating effects of sun and moonlight on the wallpaper. During the daytime the freedom of the narrator is

In her poem, “White Lies,” Trethewey’s theme in the story is discrimination and her struggle with her personal identity in America. Being born bi-racial, Trethewey explores racial identity that she experienced during her childhood. She was born in 1966 in Mississippi to a black mother and a white father. At this time, interracial marriages were not legal in Mississippi and were seen as shameful in society. Trethewey was very light skinned and had the desire to be white. The poem delivers the author’s experience with bigotry while living in the South (Bentley). This created an atmosphere of a racist society where the white community was superior over the African Americans. Growing up during this period, Trethewey felt like a lost little girl struggling with trying to find herself. In The Washington Post, Trethewey said, “Poetry showed me that I wasn’t alone” (Trethewey). This meant that writing poetry helped her to realize that she was not alone in this world of judgment, there were others facing the same issues that she was. The tone of her poem was sadness because of the prejudices she faced. To her, poetry was a place that could hold her grief (Bentley). Throughout her poem, “White Lies,” she desired to tell lies about who she was and how she lived. Her childhood was filled with thoughts and hopes of being white instead of being bi-racial. She states, “The lies I could tell, / when I was growing up” (Trethewey l. 1-2). These lines imply that she could easily lie to cover

In Sharon’s Old poem, “The Race”, Olds displays a tone of despair due to the character wanting to see her father for the last time. Olds creates focus to the purpose of the poem by employing alliteration in the poem. In line two to line three, Olds states,” … brought a ticket, ten minutes later they told me…” Olds continuously repeats the t sound to mimic the sound of a clock to indicate to the reader that the character is losing valuable time. The usage of alliteration conveys to the audience that the reader is urgent time: thus, enhances to the meaning of poem.

“Where there’s a wall” by Joy Kogawa is an enticing poem. it includes an abundance of imagery hidden within the words telling a tail of hidden secrets and pathways to get there. It’s a tricky poem to understand but you can see the layers or symbolism in every line. In certain parts of the poem it describes doors and passageways, and to try and direct yourself in the correct path Gods wants you to follow.

The deep yellow sunset finally sets off in the distance. My lantern softly glows and outlines my breath in the crisp, cool air. It’s twenty below zero, but I don’t care. Tired face frozen in a smile, I write this entry filled with accomplishment. We did it. I’m surrounded by my three best friends, the warmth of my parka, and the world.

As I turn my head a cool breeze hits my face and the smell of salt fills my nostrils as I take a deep breath and admire the beauty of it. The endless sea of blue fills my vision as I struggle

“The Yellow Wallpaper” provides an insight into the life of the narrator- a woman suppressed and unable to express herself because of her controlling husband- leading the reader down her fall to insanity, allowing for her inner conflict to be clearly expressed. The first person point of the view the author artfully uses and the symbolism present with the wallpaper cleverly depicts the inner conflict of the narrator, losing her own sanity due to the constraints of her current life. However, while it seems that the narrator in “ The Yellow Wallpaper” succumbed to her own insanity, the endless conflict within herself and her downward spiral to insanity is seen through a different light, as an inevitable path rather than a choice taken as the story develops.

Magnificent, heavenly light filters through the wispy clouds, signifying a new day. The thin clouds slowly drift apart, presenting a beautiful sky beneath. Speaking out to me, the sky seems to know every one of my thoughts, my dreams, my darkest fears. The sky is but a canvas of light, creating a new picture within seconds. Weaving a story through the delicate clouds, the picture grows beyond the expanse of sky. The colors splay before me, painfully beautiful and simple. Pink hues morph into vibrant purples as they blend with the beautiful blues. The glittering stretch of sea shines before my eyes. With every new wave, the light from above whispers promises of riches and sparkling diamonds. The light breeze that kisses the sea sends the twinkling light back into the air above.

I set by the window and stare at the sky, a sky that filled with memories.

Hey! I'm Brooke... I guess that's how I should start this thing. As you will soon find out, I have dyslexia when it comes to topic sentences (you will laugh later because it is so true). I grew up in the small town of Fleming, Georgia. If you happen to be incredibly bored, google it. The description of my abode is "unincorporated community". So essentially, we are the unclaimed hoodlums of Liberty County. My "town"'s claim to fame is the Fleming Shortcut (aka an average convenient store that sells crickets) and a flashing light. Growing up, you would think that I would be bored as heck, because the best thing to do is drive thirty minutes to the closest Walmart and see how long it takes to get kicked out for playing with the

The sun shone brightly on the wet, thawing leaves of the great oak tree. Spring had come and with it the landscape seemed to come alive. Birds chirped, worms wiggled in the mud, people walked about, and animals ran playfully around looking for their first fresh meal of the new year.

la manera en que la luz del sol parpadea como las estrellas en el cielo de la noche

“The Sky is Gray” by Ernest Gaines is a realistic example of a long epidemic has hovered over the African American community like an dark storm cloud just waiting to burst. Personally, this story called to me, like I was meant to read it. The mother in this short story reminds me of my own mother. Stepping into that masculine role to show strength and provide for her family. Then, teaching her son these harsh life lessons to ensure his survival in a society that is not welcoming to an African American man; act rationally, not emotionally.