Today we will be taking a closer look at a couple of the poems we listened to on Monday, and exploring ways to write and talk about poetry.
My first piece of advice is to remember that poetry is often ambiguous (it can mean different things) and paradoxical (it expresses ideas or emotions that seem to contradict each other). So when you are reading, if you come across a word or line or whole verse that seems a little confusing, don’t worry too much about pinning down exactly what it really means. Weirdness, ambivalence, mixed emotions, might have been exactly what the author was aiming for.
style is the answer to everything —
a fresh way to approach a dull or a
to do a dull thing with style
is preferable to doing a dangerous thing
Joan of Arc had style
John the Baptist
style is the difference,
a way of doing,
a way of being done.
6 herons standing quietly in a pool of water
or you walking out of the bathroom naked
Manliness, braveness self respect. Style is a way for men (even dogs) to show their manliness, braveness and being the one they want without fearing it.
- Jesper H
Dylan Thomas, Fern Hill
It is said to be a farm where apples and different kinds of crops(barley and hay) grow. There is also a hint of there being many houses there when he said ”chimneys”(plural). There seems to have been ”golden children”(angels?) that lived there. To me this seems like the description of the garden that god gave to Adam and Eve. The day turning to night after apples where involved, like Eve eating the apple of knowledge. After that the birth of light is also mentioned, but that should already have happened but it could be Jesus being born and the light returning. The golden children also followed ”him”(god?) and then he said that ”I was allowed to be golden in his mercy”, saying that he became an angel(?). This is what I think it is about and that it is his relation and idea of god.
Fern hill is a warm place in a beautiful area. With apples trees, wagons, rivers and a little house. A peaceful place, with lots of animals and nature. Fern Hill is a place of imaginary dreams, a place where one can get raised, get older and die happy. For the poet it’s something like a wonderland, a place that he can look to in his dreams. I feel like he is talking about some parts of his life that are dear to him. In Fern Hill there are foxes, owls and lots of other animals. The poet talks about Fern Hill as the place he grew up in. He continues to use the phrase ”I was green”. Which can be linked to being new and naive. This means that Fern Hill holds a deep spot in the poets heart. The poet describes a couple of days or years in Fern Hill. How Fern Hill is really peaceful and how beautiful the sunrise is. It can also be interpreted as a place he was working at, a place where he was a slave. And that the sunrise was the only thing that kept him alive. Fern Hill is a place of sorrow and horror and the poet got tricked by this place. He was green and naive so he got stuck as a slave for some elderman that owned Fern Hill.
Fern Hill is where the poet grew up. There he spent time in nature, by a barn where there were apple trees, animals and green. Time let him play as he grew up and only night kept him away from having fun. There he grew old and that place became childless. Filled with his memories.