Poetry Analysis: When We Two Parted by Lord Bryon (1788–1824)

Poem When we two partedIn silence and tears,Half broken-heartedTo sever for years,Pale grew thy cheek and cold,Colder thy kiss;Truly that hour foretoldSorrow to this.The dew of the morningSunk chill on my brow –It felt like the warningOf what I feel now.Thy vows are all broken,And light is thy fame;I hear thy name spoken,And share in … Continue reading Poetry Analysis: When We Two Parted by Lord Bryon (1788–1824)

An Analysis of Maps by Doug Hoekstra

Carrying maps we movethrough battlegrounds and trails,roadways, displays andmuseums built of alabasteron swamps in cities marked withEuropean names Following blue lines, red circlesstreet signs and highway markerscompass points and scalemeasuring distance between placesand distant constellationsthat will one day disappearSlipping into another formcatching glimpses of the futurecherished and held inour collective past, pressedbetween magnetic pagesreframed and … Continue reading An Analysis of Maps by Doug Hoekstra

An Analysis of ‘On the Black Canal’ by Helen Tookey

Your boat is moored on the black canal and the woman is playing the cello for you, long low notes the colour of crows’ wings. You are a sound-box, air vibrates inside your bones as each note elongates, a dark expanse –are you under her protection, or is it a baffle she draws around you, … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘On the Black Canal’ by Helen Tookey

An Analysis of Bitter Waters Translated By Shash Trevett

Bitter Waters (Translated by Shash Trevett) See these lines on my upturned palm. They are the rivers of tears that have washed my face. They are the rivers of blood that have washed my land. Flowing first in trickles, then streams and then in torrents: they are the swells of voices that have cried out … Continue reading An Analysis of Bitter Waters Translated By Shash Trevett

An Analysis of ‘The Silver Swan’ by Anon

The silver swan, who living had no note, When death approached unlocked her silent throat, Leaning her breast against the reedy shore, Thus sung her first and last, and sung no more: Farewell all joys, O death come close mine eyes, More geese than swans now live, more fools than wise.         … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘The Silver Swan’ by Anon

An Analysis Of ‘A Guest May Come’ By Vojka Djikic

A Guest May Come by Vojka Djikic (Translated by Chris Agee) Hold on tight to me And we'll find the way home. There the fire's still burning And in the corners Book lie open That ought to be read And the garden's there to dig The roses to prune. Thus it was said When we … Continue reading An Analysis Of ‘A Guest May Come’ By Vojka Djikic

An Analysis of ‘Harlem Hopscotch’ by Dr Maya Angelou

One foot down, then hop! It's hot. Good things for the ones that's got. Another jump, now to the left. Everybody for hisself. In the air, now both feet down. Since you black, don't stick around. Food is gone, the rent is due. Curse and cry and then jump two. All the people out of … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘Harlem Hopscotch’ by Dr Maya Angelou

An Analysis of ‘Beatitude’ By Nick Makoha

Beatitude By Nick Makoha (2017) When a rebel leader promises you the world seen in commercials, he will hold a shotgun to the radio announcer's mouth, and use a quilt of bristling static to muffle the tears. When the bodies disappear, discarded like husks of mangos, he will weep with you in the hours of … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘Beatitude’ By Nick Makoha

An Analysis of ‘Death Ain’t Nothing But A Song’ By Donte Collins

my mother moved out of her body   decided it was no longer worthy it couldn't contain her laughter she couldn't obey the house rules of human   her spirit that young & fresh fever    wanted to call the night her dance club wanted to try new clothes stay out later my mother now wears the … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘Death Ain’t Nothing But A Song’ By Donte Collins

An Analysis of ‘One Continent to Another’By Grace Nichols

Like the yesterday of creation morning she had imagined this new world to be bereft of fecundity No she wasn't prepared for the sea that lashed fire that seared solid earth that delivered her up birds that flew not wanting to see the utter rawness of life everywhere and the men who seed the children … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘One Continent to Another’By Grace Nichols

An Analysis Of ‘What The Dead Know By Heart’ By Donte Collins

What The Dead Know By Donte Collins (2017) lately, when asked how are you, i respond with a name no longer living Rekia, Jamal, Sandra, Philando i am alive by luck at this point, i wonder often: if the gun will unmake me is yet made, what white birth will bury me, how many bullets, like … Continue reading An Analysis Of ‘What The Dead Know By Heart’ By Donte Collins

An Analysis of ‘What Were They Like?’ By Denise Levertov

What Were They Like By Denise Levertov 1. Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? 2. Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? 3.Were they inclined to quiet laughter? 4.Did they use bone and ivory jade and silver, for ornament? 5.Had they an epic poem? 6.Did they distinguish between … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘What Were They Like?’ By Denise Levertov

An Analysis of ‘ You Will Hear Thunder And Remember Me’ By Anna Akhmatova

You will hear thunder and remember me, And think she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the color of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire. That day in Moscow, it will all come true. When, for the last time, I take my leave, And hasten … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘ You Will Hear Thunder And Remember Me’ By Anna Akhmatova

An Analysis Of ‘In My Name’ By Grace Nichols

Heavy with child belly an arc of black moon I squat over dry plantain leaves and command the earth to receive you in my name in my blood to receive you my curled bean my tainted perfect child my bastard fruit my seedling my sea grape my strange mullato my little bloodling Let the snake … Continue reading An Analysis Of ‘In My Name’ By Grace Nichols

An Analysis of ‘Along The Road’ By Robert Browning Hamilton

I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way, But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne'er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me! Robert Browning Hamilton In the first stanza, … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘Along The Road’ By Robert Browning Hamilton

An Analysis Of ‘Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep’ By Anon

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush. I am the swift uplifting … Continue reading An Analysis Of ‘Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep’ By Anon

An Analysis of ‘Ask Me’ By William Stafford

Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me what difference their strongest love or hate has made. I will … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘Ask Me’ By William Stafford

An Analysis of ‘On My First Sonne’ By Ben Jonson

This blog post will analyse the poem 'On My First Sonne' by Ben Jonson which is written below: On My First Sonne Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy; My sinne was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy. Seven yeeres tho' wert lent to me, and I thee pay, Exacted by thy … Continue reading An Analysis of ‘On My First Sonne’ By Ben Jonson

A Critique Of ‘My Guilt’ Poem By Dr. Maya Angelou

My Guilt By Dr. Maya Angelou My guilt is “slavery’s chains,” too long the clang of iron falls down the years. This brother’s sold, this sister’s gone, is bitter wax, lining my ears. My guilt made music with the tears. My crime is “heroes, dead and gone,” dead Vesey, Turner, Gabriel, dead Malcolm, Marcus, Martin … Continue reading A Critique Of ‘My Guilt’ Poem By Dr. Maya Angelou