Late Spring

singular female protagonists: what is the effect of societal pressures on a woman finding her identity? As the titular character Cleo in Agnes Varnas’ Cleo a 5 de 7 rejects her role as an object of the public gaze, and Noriko of Yasujiro Ozu’s Late Spring grapples with her fate to play the part of a traditional Japanese housewife, both directors explore this common concept of finding one’s identity in an unkind world through the use of such themes as routines, charades and emptiness. Routines are

About “The Late Wisconsin Spring” “The Late Wisconsin Spring” is the tale of an omniscient narrator sharing how the Wisconsinites cope with their lengthy winter that blooms into a frigid spring. Through language that describes how nature “wither[s] and bloom[s]” (21), this poem gives the reader a front-row seat in experiencing the gradual awakening of the world. Phrases that depict that damage from the storm, weather changes, children playing, and gardening opportunities further share how difficult

The winter season can be a time for some athletes at Perry to focus on preparation for the spring sports season. The springtime for athletics at Perry is shining time of the year filled with memorable performances and a few Far East Championships. With the weather dropping into the 30’s players are forced to enter the weight room for their training regiments. The work that is put in during the offseason when nobody is watching will play dividends on the field in February. With the tasks of training

upper Mississippi where winter would bite hard, rivers would freeze over for at least four months out of every year, if not longer. The ice was not just a concern during the winter months though. When rising waters and breaking ice occurred in early spring, it created floating hazards, which were known to cause appalling damage to vessels. The ice would puncture the hull of a vessel like it was made of so much tissue paper and floating masses of ice were also known to crush steamboats. As such it was

seasons of the year! Love every season. Each season has its own unique feel to the year. For winter there is cold weather, which means bringing and starting the New Year. Summer, who doesn’t love them hot summer days, eating anything that is cold. Spring, for them raining days, where the smell of fresh flowers begin to blossom, and grow. Lastly, fall. Fall is when it’s time for the kids to head back to school, or those Saturday night college football games to come on. Every season is meaningful in

Transcendentalism: Journals: 1) Spring for me means rebirth and warmth, but it also means being cold all the time and rain. Spring and I have a love-hate relationship. I do love the fact that Spring means that it is finally going to warm up, but I also hate Spring because it makes me feel like I should put my winter stuff away, but then the weather switches again so I am freezing under a blanket. I still wear some of my “winter clothes” longer than most people, but that is only because I become

are thinking about selling their Houston area home in the Spring. They asked, "When would be the best time for them to start preparing it to sell their home?" I advise them that now would be the best time to start preparing which at this time it is late fall. Depending on how long they have lived in the home and how much "Stuff" they have accumulated over the years it may take a while. Therefore, preparing their home to sell in the Spring could last through the Winter months. Let's face it, we all

Thoreau opens "Solitude" with a melodious articulation of his pleasure in and sensitivity for nature. When he comes back to his home in the wake of strolling at night, he finds that guests have ceased by, which prompts him to remark both on his strict separation from others while at the lake and on the non-literal space between men. There is closeness in his association with nature, which gives adequate fraternity and blocks the likelihood of forlornness. The immensity of the universe puts the space

and virtual reality goggles have allowed today’s inhabitants to forget about real reality and the countless events that have shaped it. Robert Frost reminds us that time’s cyclical holds both healing and destructive properties in his eloquent poem “Spring Pools.” Robert Frost was born in San Francisco on March 26, 1874. He was a farmer, a father of six children, but important of all he was a poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic portrayals of rural life and his mastery of American colloquial

In the winter of 8th grade, I began to disconnect from my friends, mainly my ‘best friend’. I didn’t have as much fondness of her as I would’ve had a few years ago. I didn’t laugh with her as much, and we didn’t hang out as often or even feel the need to. It was as if I didn’t want to be with her. “I've known Rue since 3rd grade, so we’re best friends,” Emma had stubbornly declared to my friends during lunch at school. Emma grabbed my arm, yanking me towards her until our shoulders rubbed against