Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening (1923)

By: Robert Frost  Page 637

"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" has a nice tone of relaxation. As I read this poem I can see myself on the horse, looking through the woods at the falling snow. I would take a deep breath and release it along with all the stresses I store from this world. Do you have your own escape? When life gets just a little too heavy, a little much to bare. It is good to have this place to regain your sanity.

I'm Nobody! Who Are You?

by Emily Dickinson  Page 1033

The poem "I'm Nobody! Who Are You", is so real to me. Has there been a time in your life you have felt that you are of little importance? I have experienced this feeling. As I read over the titles I knew I would relate. In everyone life there will or has been a time of depression. A time when you could not value your existence. I experienced this while married to an alcoholic husband for twelve very long years. By the grace if my God, I now know that I always had value. This value was just very hard to see through my experience. Finding ones' value is a tremendous relief. No matter how lost you may feel you are not alone in this world. Find your value!

What is poetry to you?

        The first thing that comes to mind for me is Shakesphere. "Romeo, Romeo, where forth art thou, Romeo". Totally insane right? Especially since that is not even poetry. I have not had a lot of exposure. But I am confident that is soon changing. Love letters and the childhood...Roses are red, violets are blue....everyone has had a poem read to you at some point in your life. Just what do they mean? Am I understanding it as the author meant it to be understood? To each their understanding. I am looking forward to this section of English 113.

An exerience of a lifetime

I had something happen yesterday that was awesome. Traveling back from Virginia I was on Interstate 81 almost at the North Carolina line when passing through I believe Fancy Gap. Two military airplanes, the small triangular ones, possibly MIGs came over the interstate. They maneuvered through the valley and one of them rolled and flew off over the mountain.  I was so overwhelmed with the variety of emotions. With everything going on in my "small" world, tsunami and reactor melt downs in Japan first response was fear. I was traveling alone hours from my family and waiting to see missiles drop from this plane out of no where. The next emotion was of awe how this well trained individual could handle that plane and scare the "stuff" out of me in just an instant. Needless to say the rest of my trip home was uneventful.

Just Curious

I have found myself a little stress honestly my own fault in completing the assignments. It has opened the opportunity to examine my time management skills, Thank you for that opportunity. If I am the only one feeling this stress, good for you. I know I plan to work on the poetry module at a different pace. I can say I have enjoyed the exposure to different literary examples.  Happy reading all!! I know we can make the grades we derserve.

"The Horse Dealer's Daughter" by D.H Lawrence

The following are the characters and their characteristics portrayed in the story.

Mabel  sister of the three men...a loner..aware of her own self worth: she feels she is subject to the Dr. Fergusson  because he took time to care for her

Joe  the oldest brother: without a sense of direction: felt her had control over the others. After the death of the mother, he feels he must protect the family.

four horses: two named  one the groom : the head of the group and cavalcade middle

Fred Henry: the second brother...one not to be controlled...self minded

Malcom : the youngest of the brothers

Dr. Fergusson: hired assitant

"The Black Cat" by Edgar Allan Poe

It was just about a year ago when I met this person. She was a lot of the "perfect" things I was not. Funny, attractive had the "perfect" life growing up, silver spoon, all good things given. I had the privilege to develop her into my sales partner. We were to be the dynamic team. I poured six months teaching her all the experience of twenty three years. Then it was bound to happen, she attempted to use the skills I had bestowed to her and take an account from me.  I felt betrayed and isolated myself from her. I then watched her struggle and offered no assistance until finally she found her failure and left our company. The spirit of perverseness was sweet. I did not feel guilt only satisfaction once she was gone.