The Winds of Fate, by Ella Wheeler Wilcox with analysis

"The Winds of Fate,” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

One ship drives east, and another west,

With the self-same winds that blow.

’Tis the set of the sail, and not the gale,

Which tells us the way to go.

Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,

As we journey along through life;

’Tis the set of the soul that decides the goal,

And not the calm or the strife.

Analysis

The ship is an effective metaphor for the lives and journeys of people. Each individual has their own choices on how they chose to be influenced by those things that happen. People pick very different goals and destinations. 

 

The Sick Rose, by William Blake, an analysis.

 

O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm: 

Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy


 

Analysis of Poem

by Brent M. Jones

The rose and the worm represent humans. This rose is in a state of decay suggesting death is coming soon. The rose is feminine, delicate and represents love, loyalty and beauty, 

The worm is masculine ( His dark secret love), invisible and comes at night. What happens is evil, secret and hurtful. What is done can't be found out and destroys the rose.  Crimson joy and ‘dark secret love happen in the bed of the rose. The crimson color show the violence and passion and blood. 

This seems like it may have been Blake's intent, but "why" was this his message? Was it a statement against the relationship of men and women? Was the masculinity of the worm the right relationship for the feminine rose? Perhaps Blake just was again in this poem just questioning the the accepted ideas of marriage in his day as so many authors and poets of that time did.

Was Blake so anxious to comment on male female relationships that he got this wrong? It was the bee that fertilized the rose. The worm just participated in the natural process of death. Blake was not alone among writers of the late 1800's in questioning the accepted ideas of marriage. 

Life by Charlotte Bronte Poem and Analysis

Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?

Rapidly, merrily,
Life’s sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily
Enjoy them as they fly!

What though Death at times steps in,
And calls our Best away?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O’er hope, a heavy sway?
Yet Hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!

 Analysis and Thoughts on Poem

A simple message suggesting that life is good. It takes on darkness that is felt to be bad and unpleasant. Clouds, like the bad days will clear. The days will "merrily" fly by.  Things that go wrong will not be victorious. Nothing can beat you not even death. "Life is still life whatever it's pangs"-Charlotte Bronte Her Quotes sums it all up.

 

 

 

Annabel Lee by Edgar Allan Poe

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It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee: And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.                                     

I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love-    I and my Annabel Lee- With a love that the winged seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me.                                                       

And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea.                                               

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven Went envying her and me-Yes!-that was the reason (as all men know,    In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.                             

But our love it was stronger by far that the love Of those who were older than we- Of many far wiser than we-        And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;                                            

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams  Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling-my darling- my life and my bride In her sepulchre there by the sea- In her tomb by the sounding sea.   

Analysis of the Poem Annabel Lee

Perhaps Annabel Lee was inspired by Poe's wife, Virginia? The Poem was his last and well known as one of his best.

Many of his poems explore the death of a beautiful women. In the Raven he suggests that his love is gone and they will "nevermore" be together. In this poem he knows he will be with her again saying that not even demons "can ever dissever" their souls.

His love is deep and even ideal likely because he has married young. His youthful immaturity may be the reason for blaming the Gods for taking her out of jealousy. 

Annabel Lee's death is the supreme loss reveals that she was worshiped both in life and death. 

 

Edgar Allan Poe's wife, Virgina, shown above on the left

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight by Dylan Thomas Analysis

"Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight" -Dylan Thomas

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Analysis of Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night- by Brent M. Jones

Death will come to all of us and we evolve through life in stages of birth, then life ,and death. We start as "good men", often live as "wild men," but then finish as grave men."

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The son is speaking in this poem to the father who seems to have accepted his coming death. In rage he tells his "grave" father on his deathbed to hold on.

The father is part of "the last wave"  of his own generation which is almost gone, with only a few still alive.  His memories are like a "green bay", bright and alive, where the younger generation is coming but where the father can't go back and change anything.

Blind eyes and bright lights suggest near death experiences by the old man while death still waits for him. Death is darkness and night and light is life.   

The son pleads with the father, "Do not go gentle into that good night". The night can be considered as good, since it is so close and easy to obtain for the father, but that doesn't mean the son wants the father to go. He wants him to hold on and to "rage against the the dying of the light". If light goes away then the fathers life will end and it's presence proves his existence. 

The father and the son may have accepted death by the end of this poem, but the son still wants more from the father.  He asks, "Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears" because your tears will show your love for me and curse your death for taking you.. 

This poem resonates with many. Sometimes death is only the final change and bits of life leave a little at a time with affirmatives and struggles and the poem tells us to rage and fight for life and sing in the sun of life. 

 

 

 

Fire and Ice by Robert Frost

Fire and Ice by Robert Frost Reviewed

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“Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To know that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice."    

Fire is emotion, ice is hate. Frost leaves it clear that it is either fire or ice that destroys the world, and nothing else. It seems clear that either can destroy.  

The two elements have a metaphorical relationship with the "world". Too much fire and passion can destroy a relationship while cold, indifference and hate can do the same.  The world symbolizes our relationships and fire and ice represent the various people in our lives.

Some people are fire and some are ice inferring that becoming surrounded by one type can be destructive. 

Perhaps "Fire and Ice" was inspired by Dante's Inferno where sinners are condemned to a fiery hell and then submerged up to their necks in ice.

 

            

The Eagle by Lord Alfred Tennyson

  "He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
  Close to the sun in lonely lands,
  Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.

  The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; 
  He watches from his mountain walls,
  And like a thunderbolt he falls."

Review of "The Eagle’ by Lord Alfred Tennyson"             --by Brent M. Jones

The Eagles use of hooked hands begins the poets uses symbolism, imagery and metaphorical language to use the Eagle to learn about ourselves. 

The use of "clasps, crag and crooked", in the first line sings to us. It draws our attention to the Eagle. The Eagle is "ringed with the azure world" seems above all creatures and represents men with power.

Alone and isolated ruling in the lonely lands from the mountain tops. The Eagle falls and men fall. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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