A memory evaporates like a bottle rocket over the inlet. Summertide dissipates, but debris continues falling, gently. It always was. It always was As I lighted the lanterns, the lighthouse lanterns Climbing that same staircase, a jagged coral reef is waiting Find a safer place, you hard swinging pendulum I always was, I always was Lighting the lanterns, the lighthouse lanterns.
The Past, an ever growing pool of time, is always biting at the heels of a person. It reminds him of what they have done wrong, done right, or when he did nothing. For most people, recalling the past leads to loose ends and blanks where memories should be. No matter how much a person may want to return to the past, it is not possible. It is lost forever. These forgotten moment lead to uncertainties and confusion in the present, and chaos in the future. Forgetting the past leads to spirals, spinning downwards as people look to what they have lost. They retrace their steps hoping to find a sliver of who they are and what may become of them. In the poem, Itinerary, Eamon Grennan shows how an individual searches through his past, but can never return to it. Through the poem and with a personal experience I will explain how individuals deal with uncertainties in their pasts.
The objective of this study was to evaluate the helpfulness of group cognitive-behavioral therapy in patients with anxiety disorders. The treatment required participants to be highly motivated and willing to endure unpleasant emotional states. The treatment encouraged participants to challenge long standing maladaptive beliefs. The researchers used archival data of 48 participants who completed clinical trials at University training clinic. They recruited participants by advertising in local newspapers and by obtaining referrals from mental health professionals. Participants were
“Freedom Summer”, a book by Bruce Watson, talks about that historic time of 1964 in Mississippi. He explains in detail about the events that went on. Even the most painful details from that summer he has you relive as he tells about them. The Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee went to Mississippi to educate African Americans and help them vote. Watson talks about the murder of three innocent people while down there in Mississippi. Three people that were young and just helping African Americans be educated were murdered for helping. He uses many different quotes from those that were there or experienced what went on. All these to tell the story so important because it shaped American democracy. It made sure that African Americans had
Then, through the ocean of green trees, I’m riding in the back of a dusty truck. My belongings of cheap furniture, books, and way too much clothes are packed into the bed behind me. The barely static radio is tuning in an out of a country station as I take in the environment around me, anxious for the next big step of my life. These two journeys in my life are vivid memories to me.
Imagine finding out that one of your parents has a whole other family. This happened to the main character in the book Two Summers by Aimee Friedman. The main character in this book is Summer Everett. Summer is sixteen years old and her parents got a divorce when she was eleven. Ever since her parents split her dad has lived across the ocean in France and she lives with her mom in upstate New york. This story takes place in the French countryside and upstate New York. Summer’s whole life changes in one summer. A conflict in this story is when Summer finds out that she has a secret half sister named Eloise. In this book Summer is going through her fathers sketches and finds a sketch of a girl in a poppy field which she thought was her, but it turns out it was her secret sister Eloise.
when I began my journey away, there seemed a quick shadow again, a final moment of eclipse—the recognition
In the northern section of the Lower Peninsula, there were leafless trees and snow flurries. I wished I could make my mind a white snow drift stretching between vacant lots. I wanted to lose my thoughts in the white fields. I wanted my memories to become concealed like the oak branches in a
Have you ever been betrayed by someone that you trusted? “The Summer People”, a fairy tale short story written by the author Kelly Link, portrayed the characters in a way that be can be greatly related. Throughout the story, she used several literary elements, such as symbols, allusions, and dictions to help the readers to understand the moral of the story. The main character, Fran, was bonded with the faith to be the caretaker of the summer people, and there is no possible way that she can escape from them. Despite the kindness of her friend, Ophelia, Fran decided to use her to gain freedom from the summer people. Ophelia has always been truthful to Fran, even though Fran bullies her during the beginning of the story. At the end, Ophelia was betrayed by Fran and forced to take over her responsibilities of the summer people. In an e-mail interview conducted by Journal of the Fantastic in the Arts with Kelly Link by the editor, Brian Attebery, explained the style of her writing. Link stated, “The primary goals of fiction — whether it’s fantasy or realism or whatever — are to entertain, to raise or answer question, to unsettle or to comfort, to communicate. The tool set changes. The goal varies too, and that’s independent of genre” (qtd. In Attebery 414). The statement from Link gives the readers that why she decided to write stories like The Summer People, which can be greatly related to realism, because it’s important to understand thing aren’t always going to turn
There are a lot of memory in my mind, there is happiness, sadness and ordinary. Spring is coming after winter. It is time to left school. The birds with wind come to the building. The wind
1. We are all made out of stars. You, the canyon, the river… everything is made from the remnants of stars that have exploded and sent matter out into the universe to coalesce and become… Earth, us, the rocks, the trees, the everything. Any element heavier than hydrogen, like the calcium, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and approximately 60 other basic ingredients that make a human, originated in the stars.
Last night the wind carried your scent. Trees were blooming inside my brain. A nostalgic rain was dripping happiness
The immense cobblestone towers rose high with an alluring view of the ocean, I will never forget the way the air felt different that June as the carriage pulled closer. It was lighter somehow; we all could feel the pleasant change as we stepped from the horse drawn vessel. Before
The clouds would not break up that day, causing the color of the water to fluctuate from a murky steel to a dark stormy gray. The opacity of the water made it appear that all vessels appeared either slowly bob along or rapid sifting through a sea of freshly laid concrete. The constant whipping of harsh northern winds rapidly alternated with a consistent breeze from the east. This cursory knowledge of the environment suddenly became useless; the halyard came untied and the sail quickly dropped. “Shit, Not again” my ten year old self thought in a less explicit way.
When a person is constantly in a routined school environment growing up, their mind expands, and it is easier to retain new information. But, as times goes on, this information can be harder to recall, and can even disappear completely. Billy Collins addresses this topic in his poem entitled “Forgetfulness,” and E.B. White also addresses it in his essay “Once More to the Lake.” In the texts, the two authors use strong diction and devices to create and demonstrate a similar theme of losing old memories and gaining new memories as time passes.
and flowed and yet it was always there; It was always the same yet every moment it was