The Wasteland Of Infinite Failing Opportunities

However, the persona also seems to want to look past his own reflection in the water for something more important and to prove himself and the people who taunt him that his

The poem “Facing it” by Yusef Komunyakaa has a tone that will haunt a reader well after they are done reading it. The poem is about the author, a veteran visiting the Vietnam veteran’s memorial for the very first time. The author describes the emotional impact the visit has on him. The author uses lines such as “I said I wouldn’t, dammit: No tears.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 3-4) and “I’m stone. I’m flesh” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 5) to drive home the emotion and deep feelings in the poem. Throughout the poem the author utilizes personification to add to the effect and tone of the poem as well. The author talks about the memorials stone as if it were alive. He uses the line “I turn this way –the stone lets me go.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 9). This is an example of the personification the author uses to help bring the stone to life. The author feels the stone truly has a strong hold on him.

Through Ernest’s life he is dedicated to learn from the Great Stone Face and spend time in its presence. Those living in the village around him were unaware that the mountain “had become a teacher to him, and that the sentiment which was expressed in it would enlarge the young man's heart, and fill it with wider and deeper sympathies than other hearts.” The boy grows into a well-aged man that is humble, hardworking and kind to his neighbors, all while awaiting the arrival if the man they all wish would come.

“So much is there, so much to see, you just cannot. You are not one; you are not gifted like me. I can be free. The void will save me, I shall live free.” With that I took the extra step off the edge. Then I was falling through the thick fog down the steep cliff -

In Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, symbolism plays a key role in crafting the theme of the novel. Fire is a multifaceted and powerful symbol. The Tree of Life is a strong biblical allusion used throughout the story. Bradbury metaphorically describes books as birds many times in the novel as well. Together, these symbols are used to develop the theme of change being possible if one expands their knowledge and is free to create their own opinions

After merely seeing the memorial the speaker begins to fight back tears because of the memories he was having involving the Vietnam War. Describing himself as both “stone” and “flesh” relates him to being a veteran of a war who is alive and a dead man like the fallen soldiers he knew who are honored in granite in the memorial. While staring at the memorial the speaker’s vision is blurry and is described as a “clouded reflection” when viewing the memorial through tear filled eyes. This reflection eyeing him “like a bird of prey” conveys a sense of weakness and judgment felt by the speaker regarding those around him who are standing strong. The speaker is so captivated by the memorial the light transports him “inside the Vietnam Veterans Memorial” and the stone has the ability to “let him go.” Light is an important aspect because it represents the good that the Vietnam Memorial has created and the way or honoring the veterans of that war. Etched

Before the Bronze Prism goes to the Denver Airport his uncle comes to his house when he hears about the crucial trek that he is about to embark on. This is when uncle, his only fatherly figure left, gives him words of encouragement that will empower the Bronze Prism to complete his task successfully.

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Bahauddin grabbed for a place to rest his hand while he lifted his feet, climbing through the shaft, out of the caverns. Every crack of stone was filled with overgrown moss, As he rose, he could see the sky was just before nightfall. The only sound around was the howl of the wind, and the keys clanging against each other like a windchime during a breezy spring afternoon. Ascending up the shaft, he was cautiously concentrating for each and every placement of his hands and feet, careful not to slip. Bahauddin’s hand grasped the top of the shaft. The sky was painted with brush strokes of blood orange, reflecting a glare off the keys. Outside, it had looked like a warzone. No buildings fully structured, not a person in sight, just crumbs

Once he reached the top, he instinctively hid it under a large pile of leaves. Then, when morning came he set it on the edge of the cliff so everyone could gaze at it. When the party began, everyone wanted to play on it. Unfortunately, as the day continued, the waterbed began drooping over the sharp edges of the cliff. Shortly after, the large mattress developed a tear that kept increasing in size. Suddenly, as if the ground was moving from underneath them, the water began to drain out. Quickly Vernan evacuated the animals as they watched what the bed had created. A large waterfall came into view, something new and never seen before. The sight was beautiful and amazed all who’s eyes had the pleasure of seeing it.

For one morning, after an ephemeral dispute from the night before. Ahote awaken desperately grasping for air.  But only water filled his lungs. Instinctively, his legs begin to kick rapidly in order to maintain his body emerge out of the water. Funny, he thought, how Karma repaid his deeds. While under the benign sky, or to be more exact, under the mealstromatic ocean, Ahote struggles to loosen his wrists from behind his back. For not even the strongest can break free from the grip of a zip tie. With his arms restrain and feeling a lot like 'tired', his enervating legs pushes him afloat against the thrashing force, until he was able to succeed in touching ashore. At last, he made it! Laying flat on his spine to overhaul his exhaustion--while still looking quite blue, not to mention that he was mercifully choking on the cold stale air-- he lifts out an indistinctive guffaw. How strange he felt jollity after gazing into the eyes of Death. And after an ephemeral period of recuperation, Ahote was able to gather himself up onto his feet. "Where must I be found this time?" Muttered he.  Then suddenly, while

Then Jerry looks up and sees that the source of light is not the end of the tunnel, but only a crack in the rock. Hopeful terms are used to describe the break in the stone. “Sunlight,” typically associated with warmth, life, and comfort, falls through it, illuminating the “clean” rock of the tunnel, and as Jerry gazes he sees a single mussel shell, the only sign on life in the tunnel. Ahead of him is “darkness,” but that is his only way out, although he thinks he has reached “the end of what he could

He stares pensively over the precipice and says: "Look at the stone, how it keeps going" (p. 158).

The motif of desires displays such strong ambitions to the reader. This is shown by the young stones trying to find new ways to make their life different from their parents. They try to find ways to take a different route. The protagonists, the young stones, present their pursuit for knowledge and optimism throughout the story. The young stones “are more active” and “tend to move about more than their elders consider good for them”

I headed out to the water after setting up my towel. The shock of the frigid water took my breath away and I was momentarily stunned. However, I quickly recovered; finding my body adjusts rapidly to the cold water. I waded a few feet into it before leaning forward and swimming out. I didn't dare to go too far though, instead turning to swim parallel to the shore. I was comforted by the sounds of the ocean; the rhythmic pounding of the waves represses all of my worries. I looked into the cloudless cerulean blue sky and see the perfection of life. Just when I was starting to get tired and wanted to go back to the shore, I saw something.