Kenna's Poem

The protagonist’s problem is that all of them are trying to win the very confusing Westing game. It was said of the Westing game and the clues that the pairs were given “gibberish” (38). This is very confusing to the readers and to the heirs playing the game. Flora Baumbach said “I can’t make heads or tails of them” when referring to the clues that her and Turtle received (38).

I decided to pick this poem for a couple reasons. First, I read it though once, and understood the big picture, but I didn’t understand certain lines. Second, I relate to this poem because when I cook, I always make sure that the amount of food that goes into the trash is minimum. If I don’t, I feel guilty for the rest of the day. Third, I love potatoes and some people call me a potato so it was cool finding a poem with my name in the title.

Born in Ontario in 1971 to an Anishinaabe mother and a Scottish father, Leanne Betasamosake Simpson is a member of Alderville First Nation and is of Michi Saagiig Nishnaabeg ancestry. Although she has written three books, her most famous one is a collection of short stories called Islands of Decolonial Love. Simpson also works for the The Centre for World Indigenous Knowledge and Research at Athabasca University in Canada. She is a poet, an academic, and activist, and a spoken word artist, and she won the RBC Taylor Emerging Writer Award for her non-fiction works in 2014. She also was awarded the Briarpatch Magazine’s Writing From the Margins prize for short fiction in 2012. Leanne Simpson’s seeks inspiration from a variety of styles, from from storytelling to critical analysis.

The Winter is the opposite of summer, during the winter not only does the winter change but the town's appearance. The houses that once looked artificial were exposed and looked abandoned. “Winter comes down savagely over a little town on the prairie...The roofs, that looked so far away across the green treetops...they are so much more uglier then when their angles were softened by vines and

This poem brought me back to my home town and the wonders and beauty that it brings around winter time, and made me nostalgic with memories of past winters with my family and slightly saddened for those who have never seen the magical ability snow has. This poem reminded me that there are people who live in states where their change in seasons is not as noticeable, as the ones that I grew up with and have come to miss. Similar to many of the romantics, natures true beauty can transform the mundane into a work of art that would never have existed

The physical and social settings portrayed in Amy Tan’s “The Rules of the Game” enables the story to emerge as more than the birth of a child prodigy. Thus they make the story more profound.

The poem is about the time Kristina just landed at Albuquerque to visit her father. Kristina and her father has not seen each other in 8 years and knows little about each other. Kristina goes to New Mexico to visit her father whom she misses so much. The last time she saw her father was when she was 7 years old. She has a high expectation especially because she remembers him as the Prince of Albuquerque but sees the opposite. This is a positive poem because they finally see each other again even though they cannot recognize each other. I picked this poem because you can really tell that Kristina is eager to see her father

In the second stanza it is the semantic field of cold: ‘winter’, ‘ice’, ‘naked’, ‘snow’. All these lexical items give us a feeling of cold which evokes loneliness, unknown, fear.

Where as Thomas equates coldness to death, Frost equates coldness to life. Frost?s traveler is weary and tired and only feels the numbness around him. He elucidates on one man with the wish to die but

through the arrow storm … Fire leaped from the thatched roofs … he hurtled down and past and

The Queen waltzed over, waving to the innocent bystanders as she did, although no one had noticed the playing cards of the grand entrance of the Queen. She then stopped in from of Alice, who was still seated in her booth. With one glace, the Queen grew a devilish smirk that was inhuman and crazy. After seeing the smirk in the past, Alice wanted no part of it now. The Queen only uttered for words, all without breaking her glare. “Off. With. Her. Head.” Suddenly, the cards rushed forward, but before she understood, she finally woke

Winter is a time of cold, when forests die and animals hide from the shrieking winds and biting cold. Winter is a time for survival against the odds. How apt that the speaker is struggling against the "lovely, dark and deep" woods to remember that he has "miles to go before [he] sleep[s]." The "easy wind" calls to him, and the "downy flake" beckons him to a comfortable sleep. If the speaker had paused on a bright summer day, the sleep might be just a short rest, but the poem is set on the "darkest evening of the year" while the "woods fill up with snow," and any rest taken in the "lovely, dark and deep" woods would result in the eternal sleep of death (474).

Her husband is not strong enough for the undertakings needed to gain the crown. She continues with a soliloquy to become free of her feminine ways that would make her soft:

     During his fateful journey, the Man is given warnings first-hand of the extreme cold and of the consequences of his actions. The first is when he spits on the snow: