January 30, 2006

You Don't Know What You Have, Until It's Gone

"When the bomb went off and the buildings became
A great symbol of America, like the Statue
Of Liberty at the end of Hitchcock's Saboteur.
My whole attitude toward the World Trade Center
Changed overnight."

Remember that this was written before 9/11 occurred. Look how powerful this poem is, now that the World Trade Center was flown into on that fateful day. It's so powerful, because people have not realized this building as an emblem of America, and when it went down, our spirits went down too. It completely knocked the wind out of America. We didn't realize how important the building was, until something happened to it. Lehman notices this before the buildings went down, and becomes a genius after the buildings crashed on that day. What we notice in the poem, is the first true piece of symbolism; World Trade Center representing America. Lehman said in the first line that he never liked the World Trade Center, until he realized what it would be like without it.

I know that it's a stretch, but could we possibly believe that the buildings represent "love?" It's the same situation. You don't realize love, until it absolutely leaves you. Maybe I'm the only one that has felt that, but I wanted to at least throw it out there.

Posted by The Gentle Giant at 10:50 PM | Comments (0)

Deeply Spoken

I really can not express myself enough after I read these lines. If you get a chance to read this blog, read these lines slowly.

"What Frost realizes at the beginning of the last stanza is that nature's empty spaces are truly empty—not only of matter, but of meaning and that it is only meaning that can scare. The tune is not in the tree, and the lesson of emptiness is not between stars."

Is there really no meaning to life? How can we possibly say that? These are the most depressing lines I have ever read. Maybe Frost, or his so called narrator was empty, but to say that emptiness is all around us, is completely unreasonable. There is meaning out there in our lives. Meaning isn't something to be not believed in, or taken for granted. We all have meaning, and anyone that truly feels empty, can find a spot in my arms. No one should ever feel empty inside, or believe that emptiness is present.

My friend Eric found meaning, and truly realized what his life was about. He was in some trouble, went into the army, and found himself a much stronger person. He died last week, three days after he got home. He died with meaning in his life, and a purpose to follow. Maybe I'm reading too far into this, but it's really rough when someone is that low to believe that there is nothing but emptiness. So whether or not that author, Robert Frost, or anyone didn't have meaning, truly did, and just didn't look hard enough.

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January 26, 2006

This Wall Needs Mending

"Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down." I could say "Elves" to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself."

I'm not going to write too much today, but I must say that there is a key sense of individualism and division in this poem. People in America have been divided in some manner for as long as I can remember. Someone could bring up an idea and another will realize that the idea is terrible. I have absolutely no problem with that. But what I absolutely cannot stand is when one person completely shuts down an idea without giving it a shot. The narrator in this poem asks many questions, hoping that he can more or less find a solution, rather than tell someone that they are wrong. I think that is a great ideal to possess. I think that "fences," or what I like to say boundaries are important, as long as you don't completely shut someone down.

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