Analysis Of The Sunning God By Caleb Chavez

From the first depiction of the subject of The Wanderer, “earth-stepper,” “earth-walker,” and “the Wanderer,” the translators Greg Delanty, E. Talbot Donaldson, and Alfred David differ in their translations (Delanty l. 6, Donaldson 112, David l. 6). These differences build throughout the rest of the poem, eventually leading the audience to arrive at different conclusions based on each translation. By translating the Christian ideas in the poem (God, Earth, human) with distinct word choice, Delanty, Donaldson, and David create translations of The Wanderer that demonstrate the pitfalls of choosing inaccurate language.

I remember the first day I walked into my kindergarten class, I clenched my mother’s hand with all my might to prevent her from letting go. The kids around me, whom I supposed were my classmates, had long let go of their mother’s had and were playing together, and even as a five year old, at that point I felt like an outsider. I pleaded my mom to not leave but my attempts failed as I found myself alone yet surrounded by complete strangers. As I stood in the center of the room while pushing back my tears and eyeing my mother make her way out the door, I heard the teacher call my name. I timidly walked towards the spot on the yellow carpet she was signaling at for me to sit on. I heard Mrs. Ross’s soothing voice but no matter how much I concentrated

What would you do if you could rewind time? Paul Verlaine, who was elected “Prince of Poets” by the French literary world, would probably want to rewind time if he could (Biography n. pag.). He was identified as “a major influence on the burgeoning symbolist movement and Decadent movement” (Biography n. pag.). The subjects of his poems are “living, sorrow and grieving, time and brevity, love, heartache and loss, landscape and pastorals, and nature” (Biography n. pag.). In December 1880, the publication of a new collection of poems, Sagesse (Wisdom), subsequently comes to be seen as a major work of Verlaine, as one of his most beautiful (Biography n. pag.). It comprises more than forty poems, some religious, other profane, and some which can see Verlaine’s remorse and loneliness (Biography n. pag.). “The sky above the roof’s…” is one of the collection of poems, Sagesse (Wisdom), using the visual imagery illustrating the nature.

The poem “To This Day” written by Shane Koyczan, the symbolism is the black things grabbing the kid. This is showing that words do hurt and it stays with you this is shown through the whole story of the pain and suffering of the kid. This is said " who used to say that rhyme sticks and stones as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called" this is showing word do hurt and the black things grabbing him is showing that like a broken bone it still hurts over time just like words do. With this evidence it shows that if you don't want to be called that don't say it at all.

The song “Believer”, by Imagine Dragons, they sing about how the pain and depression, they were going through, has made him stronger than before. This song tells us that your greatest strengths come from your weaknesses. Imagine Dragons are trying too say that “Pain” and depression and sadness are only stepping stones to your strength, in this song. “Believer” is about that you don’t have to dwell on your troubles and can look on the bright side of things. This song also explains that you can become a “Believer” by embracing all of the problems going on in your life today. The theme of relationships in this song is highlighted through many various examples of similes, metaphors, and other literary devices throughout the song.

I awoke from my nap with a jolt. There was a man stabbing his sword over and over again into my belly. What is with these people and swords? He yelled out that his name was Beowulf but all I could do was howl in pain. “Please stop!” I screamed but he didn’t stop. That made me very angry and so I pushed him off and prepared to fight. We fought for a long time before he finally defeated me and as my world slowly went black all I could hear was the tapping off claws and then my mother’s

The noise kept getting louder and louder and then bam! The smoke from one of the Nazis gun flew off as my little sister lays dead on the floor of my apartment living room.   I see blood drip from her inner thigh, as her eyes become heavy like lead and then finally they became too heavy for her to keep open.  My mother and father both sob into each other’s arms and look horrified as their little girl is no longer in their presents.  I was in shock, my little Alyssa was gone forever.  The tears in my eyes became heavy like my little sister’s dead eyes.

Kate Bagley and Kathleen McIntosh wrote a thought-provoking book that compiles the experiences and struggles of dozens of women within differing religious traditions. Each women’s account is unique in how they choose to deal with their personal realities and how their religions are able or failed to help them cope with those realities. Each woman had to make the choice to either accept their religion exactly the way it is, to reform their religious tradition, or to reject institutionalized religions completely and find their own path to experience the divine. The women I am highlighting demonstrate each response and show that there are multiple ways to encounter the sacred. The women’s story that I am looking at first is Inéz Hernández-Ávila and her struggle to reclaim her Native American and Aztec heritage.

Artist, Kesha, co-wrote and sang the song titled “Praying.” In the video that she created for the song she shows us, the audience, what she went through during her healing process from the sexual and mental violence she received. Through many methods, such as religious references, Kesha took us through her journey through ethos, logos, and pathos.

Jonathan Edwards uses figurative language in his sermon, “Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God”, to help convey his ideas. The entire sermon is preaching that the people of his congregation have made God very angry. So angry, in fact, that He is preparing to send them all to hell if they will not repent. His use of figurative language helps the audience feel the sermon more, and take it to heart instead of just hearing it. He uses no-nonsense language, fear, and finally hope to captivate the audience and hopefully move them.

It was a normal day, beautiful even. The sky was clear, it was warm, you wouldn't ever think that today would take multiple lives. There were no clouds in the sky. Little did I know how much my life, and the inhabitants of my hometown, was going to change.

I opened the door of my small house and walked out. I remind myself what I'm supposed to be doing, my mother's words resounding in my brain. "Take out the trash and come straight back. Snow falls down on the streets of Poland, and the brisk cold of the the wind hits me in the face like a slap. My fingers went numb within my thin gloves, but I try to ignore the throbbing sting and walk on. I continue down the alley to where the trash was- or where I thought the trash dump was. I see a chalk board on one the walls on the building. I'm drawn to it, bypassing the scattered array of missing children signs without a thought crossing my 7 year old mind. The board was filled with names- Ada, Antoni, Yolonda. Some were written in a sloppy print, while

As the warrior walked down the narrow path in The Forrest of Certain Death, he found a panacea in a glowing chest on the side of the road. Not very useful at the moment he decided to save it in his backpack. As he put the panacea in his backpack, he felt something strange in his backpack. When he pulled out the strange object he saw that it was a tenuous sword. Once he saw what happened to his favorite sword he knew exactly who it was, it was the maverick that goes by the name of Pharo. Pharo was a ethereal being from the planet Clinkon, the citizens of this planet have a evil nature and usually cause mischief. Although the warrior might have been sad about his sword, he saw it as a paucity problem and went on his journey to save his grandma.

Sword clashed against shield. I struck again and kicked the shield. Only one could win, the other one had to die. Sweat covered my body. I lifted my arm, and slashed the shield once more.

In Stephen Dunn’s poem The Sacred, students mention what places are sacred to them, specifically, the car. On a deeper level, the poem depicts what teenagers value as an escape and what they try to escape from.