The Kite-Personal Narrative

Updike continues his portrayal of the vast splendor of nature through metaphors, similes, and diction pertaining to a large flock of starlings that flew and over and lit on the gold course where the two men in the poem are playing. The approaching flock of birds seem like a “cloud of dots” (Line 16) on the horizon to observers. The author compares The image of the steadily approaching flock of starlings to iron filings (the birds) stuck to a magnet through a piece of paper (the horizon). The men stand in awe of the black, writhing, approaching mass, much like children do when the magnet picks up the filings through the paper. By comparing the approaching birds to the magnet and iron filing scenario in a simile, Updike subtly likens the men reaction to a small child’s reaction when he/she sees the “magic” of the magnet and the iron filings for the first time. The simile purpose is to show how nature can make grown men feel like small, free little kids when experiencing nature at its best. As the observers continue to watch the looming flock of birds, the flock became one huge pulsating mass of birds that seemed as “much as one thing as a rock.” (Line 22) Updike once again eloquently portrays nature as absolutely stunning to show how nature affects man. The birds descended in a huge “evenly tinted” (Line

The image of a spider launching forth filament after filament to connect itself in some way with the vastness of its surroundings captures the nature of the human as well, who seeks to link himself, in the mind of the transcendentalist, with the Oversoul and to find the bridge that leads to a definition of life. The critic Wilton Eckley saw this relationship in his essay:

"All along the white beach, up and down, there was no living thing in sight. A bird with a broken wing was beating the air above, reeling, fluttering, circling disabled down, down to the water...when she was there beside the sea, absolutely alone, she cast the unpleasant, pricking garments from her, and for the first time in her life she stood naked in

(…) the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air—look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire (…). What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like

The speaker describes the swamp as a “wet thick cosmos [...] ーthe nugget”. The paradox compares the vast “cosmos” with a small golden “nugget,” contrasting how the experience the speaker is going through may be on a small scale such as the “nugget”, but may be large and vast like a “cosmos”. The nugget is described with caesuras, and the caesuras are repeated five times throughout the poem. They act as an interruption in the poem, conveying that the speaker cannot smoothly walk through the swamp and the journey is labor-intensive. As the speaker goes through the swamp, she experiences “branching vines, the dark burred faintly belching bogs”. The alliteration of the hard “b” sound emphasizes how the speaker is fighting against the struggles in the swamp to get through. The struggles are emphasized as she goes through “pathless, seamless, peerless mud”. The scarcity of the mud is described with the repeated use of “less” and the speaker indicates how the mud is moveless and still. The image is further expanded with the comparison to life, and how life requires individuals to make their own path through their life and that the universe does not simply create paths for each individual. She then feels her “bones knock together at the pale joints” as she tries to grasp “for foothold, fingerhold, mindhold over” the mud. The descriptions increase her sense of powerlessness in the vast cosmos she is in.

The radiant rays of light leapt off of the sun’s surface while a tiny flock of hummingbirds filled the azure sky with their sweet song. Meanwhile, the sky itself was clear, a blank canvas of light blue painted across the horizon. At the time, I was 5’5, athletically built, and relatively average in height compared to my seventh grade classmates. I had uneven locks of black hair that seemed to go out in every direction, similar to the quills of porcupine. Nevertheless, my body movements were sluggish due to the lack of sleep I had been receiving.

“Let us take, for instance, this piece of wax. It has been taken quite recently from the honeycomb; it has not yet lost all the honey flavor. It retains some of the scent of the flowers from which it was collected. Its color, shape, and size are manifest. It is hard and cold; it is easy to touch. If you rap on it with your

Woolf experiences a wave of mixed emotions, thoughts, and reminders while patiently watching the phenomenon unfold in front of her. The author describes the moth’s movements as it flies corner to corner and perceives it as life’s most primal form, for she states: “ . . . the world had been thrust into his frail and diminutive body” (410). As she continues to observe the fluttering creature, the moth is seen as a metaphor for life itself for it is "nothing but life" (410) and “a form of the energy” (410). The reference of energy connects to what she introduces in the beginning of her essay by recognising that both the moth and herself—as well as all humans—are given life by the same vibrant energies. Through this realisation, Woolf develops

“In the moment when I looked into the cave a little elfin starfish hung down, suspended by the merest thread, perhaps by only a single tube foot. It reached down to touch its own reflection, so

“Where what breathes, breathes / and what drinks, drinks,” the persona says (3,5). Natures relationships depicted in the first stanza are beautiful. At first, something as simple as the “islands” may seem unimportant (1). Once analyzed, its purposed is defined by providing a warm home for life to sustain. Without the “restless wind” and “incoming tide,” the animals could not sustain (4,6). Everything in the universe is interconnected.

The scurrying segments of a descending dream withhold the fragments of a luminous mind. Proximate Death leaves the hands of demolition that hampered the resurgent troops. Therefore, the writer wrote a vitrified effigy with the features he withdrew from a cycle of reversion. And, the cold air receded to the substantiated recital , and the drill invaded the befuddled assailants. Thence, the Sharp nails excelled in seditious handling. His encroaching sight transports with mystery when his eyes behold the primal and Elysian memories. Hence, a visible mantle plummets over an expected aperture. Thus, his angelic magnetism becomes sluggish in the circuit, and the cherubic minds surround his periphery. Whereas an isthmus mediates between planar divisions,

sees nature as the only constant in the world that is rapidly evolving. In the first stanza, the sea is

“The relationship between the energies of the inquiring mind that an intelligent reader brings to the poem and the poem’s refusal to yield a single comprehensive interpretation enacts vividly the everlasting intercourse between the human mind, with its instinct to organise and harmonise, and the baffling powers of the universe about it.”

On a day to day basis, an individual is faced with an obstacle they must overcome, ultimately defining their morals and values. In the literature perspective, the novel The Kite Runner delivers multiple thematic ideas that portray the struggles of characters in their ordinary lives. Khaled Hosseini, author and physician, released his debut novel The Kite Runner in the year of 2003. This novel is written in the first person narration of Amir, a Pashtun boy that lives with his father whom he addresses as “Baba” in a large estate in Kabul, Afghanistan. Hassan and his father, Ali, are servants that works for Amir’s father

The poem reads, “Ever followed by a butterfly’s erratic flight, / or gazed at the sun fading into