Evening Hawk Analysis

The flying hawk in the sky conveys the yearning he endures for freedom. They travel through rocky trails when a hawk lands on his shoulder. It soars through the sky and Colton stares at it in awe. For instance, he stares at the hawk while thinking, “He owned his world, he seemed to be telling me. Owned it! Soared above it and over it, came and went as he pleased,”(p.31). Colton wants to be free and when he ogles at the hawks freedom, he dreams of having the same experience. He wants to be able to soar above everyone and fly. He feels that freedom is like taking flight because when fleeing, he feels this rushing sensation,

In his poem “The Great Scarf of Birds”, John Updike uses a flock of birds to show that man can be uplifted by observing nature. Updike’s conclusion is lead up to with the beauty of autumn and what a binding spell it has on the two men playing golf. In Updike’s conclusion and throughout the poem, he uses metaphors, similes, and diction to show how nature mesmerizes humans.

Thus, through the initial impression of the man of the bird’s brave and challenging movements by the utilisation of poetic techniques, the reader is able to visualise the bird’s characteristic it inherits and gain a deeper understanding of nature and the impression of humanity distinctively.

The poem Hurt Hawks by Robinson Jeffers is a very spiritual poem about a man who finds an injured hawk that will never be able to fly again. The narrator mentions in the poem that he would rather kill a man than a hawk because a hawk has never done anything to him, but there are many people who have done things to hurt him. He takes the Hawk home with him for about six weeks until he realizes that the Hawk would rather die than not be able to fly. He shoots the Hawk and see his spirt fly off. He mentions that the Hawk not only symbolizes other hawks dying but men as well.

The tone in “Hawk Roosting”, the hawk's tone is proud, powerful, and arrogant. Doesn't care what people think or have to say. The speaker believes he is the sovereign of the world and possesses power beyond life and death. In contradiction, Doty creates a poem of a dog’s thoughts and this

Through Warren’s juxtaposition of the hawk’s fluid movements and its path to the sharp, precise setting, he reveals the almighty power of the hawk over the world he views from above.

The two poems, Hawk Roosting and Golden Retrievals, by Ted Hughes and Mark Doty, portray the world in two entirely different ways from the eyes of a hawk and what can be assumed as a Golden Retriever. These authors use similar methods, such as stereotypes of the animals, to convey the speaker’s voice and build their characters as more than just an animal. These animals represent two different worlds, the hawk one of power and Christian faith while the dog represents servitude and a more meditation based faith. The Hawk in Hawk Roosting is developed as a very powerful animal and can be characterized by its predatorial habits.

At the bird’s appearance and apparent vocal articulation, he is at first impressed, then saddened. He compares this evening visitor as only another friend which will soon depart, just as “other friends have flown before” (58). But the raven again echoes quite aptly his one-word vocabulary, thus leading the man on to think more deeply about the possibilities that exist at this juncture. Somewhere deep inside him, he has realized that it doesn’t matter what question he poses, the bird will respond the same.

“Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills and eat” the hawk dreams about finding and killing prey to eat. In a small portion of the poem the hawk talks about sitting up high on a tree and seeing all of the world, “ And the earth’s face upward for my inspection”,

After being bedridden for so long he found his passion in nature and animals. He uses imagery in his writing to about how strong free the birds are. His writing allows the reader to create an imagine of his picture perfect world. Although Robert’s life was difficult he was one to make the most out of the situation and life

The poetry book “This Big Sky” is set in a peaceful, but at the same time aggressive, setting. The theme of nature exhibits those two characteristics, which then becomes part of the poetry in the book. The mood shifted multiple times throughout the writing, sometimes a little mysterious, other times peaceful and joyous. A poem on page 13 describes a racoon, swiftly and silently moving up golden stairs. This evokes a feeling of mystery in me due to the fact that I didn’t know where the stairs were going to lead the animal to.

The diner is a quintessential part of American culture. Whether a symbol of the all-American unending optimism, of the blue-collar factory worker’s plight, loneliness, and isolation, or of simply a casual and welcoming place to grab a quick bite, the diner has had a unique prominence is the United States of America since the 1920s. With that, diners have become a popular subject explored by several American artists, from Norman Rockwell, to Don Sawyer, to John Baeder. Perhaps one of the most recognizable diner paintings today, and purportedly one of the most icon images in American art, is Edward Hopper’s Nighthawks. (Brooks).

In the third stanza, the memory of the past is described as “sad...strange...sad...strange.” The “sad” adjective is introduced in the image of a man on his deathbed who is awake for his very last morning. However, “strangeness” enters in, too, for it is strange to the dying man that as his life is ending, a new day is beginning. To a person hearing the birds’ song and knowing he will never hear it again, the twittering will be imbued with an unprecedented significance—the dying man will hear certain melancholy tones for the first time, although, strangely and paradoxically, it is his last.

The poet is in a pleasantly sad mood as he leans alone on the gate watching the century fade into darkness. But he clings on to the sad mood. He is addicted to it. The hopeful song of the bird adds a new mood. Hardy becomes aware for the first time that evening of a new hope of things to come.

Every day begins the same as any; the sun rises and journeys through the sky as it’s supposed to, the clouds dance to the chirping beat of the birds. I throw myself out of bed as I stare at this pleasant sight and wonder what great fun it would be if I had been blessed with a pair of wings with which I could use to dive into the sky leaving my beloved ones behind.