The echoing green poem analysis essay

High waving heather, 'neath stormy blasts bending,
Midnight and moonlight and bright shining stars;
Darkness and glory rejoicingly blending,
Earth rising to heaven and heaven descending,
Man's spirit away from its drear dongeon sending,
Bursting the fetters and breaking the bars. All down the mountain sides, wild forest lending
One mighty voice to the life-giving wind;
Rivers their banks in the jubilee rending,
Fast through the valleys a reckless course wending,
Wider and deeper their waters extending,
Leaving a desolate desert behind.

A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:

just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.

She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once

as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.

December 8, 2009 (CHICAGO) -- The Chicago Housing Authority is being honored for its work on the site of what was once among the most notorious public housing complexes in the United States.

The . Environmental Protection Agency has given the CHA and FitzGerald Associates Architects and Holsten Real Estate Development Corporation one of four 2009 National Smart Growth Achievement Awards.

The award was given for the way the CHA and the two companies took the site of the former Cabrini-Green public housing complexes and created a mixed community of public housing and middle income homes.

The site that's called Parkside of Old Town was redeveloped to include pedestrian paths and a street grid that reconnects the development to the surrounding community.

(Copyright ©2009 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)

And in twenty years they all came back,
  In twenty years or more,
And every one said, 'How tall they've grown!
For they've been to the Lakes, and the Torrible Zone,
  And the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
And they drank their health, and gave them a feast
Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;
And every one said, 'If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve,---
  To the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
      Far and few, far and few,
            Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
      Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
            And they went to sea in a Sieve.

Well the two most genuine tighns about this poem are1) that everyone falls for the ideal, and,2) that unless you say Enough of this you are stuck with reality. Well, not stuck you CHOOSE that reality, like our large-nosed hero here whose is now stuck ..metaphorically .I like the metaphor of someones true colors coming out being compared to their first impression self being dead cause you’ll never get that person back. This poem reminds me of teen angst. and early 20s angst. and mid-20 s angst. and late 20 s angst. man am I glad I’m married to a wonderful, graveyard dancing corpse bride!Excellent choice of a poem, done.

The echoing green poem analysis essay

the echoing green poem analysis essay

And in twenty years they all came back,
  In twenty years or more,
And every one said, 'How tall they've grown!
For they've been to the Lakes, and the Torrible Zone,
  And the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
And they drank their health, and gave them a feast
Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;
And every one said, 'If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve,---
  To the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
      Far and few, far and few,
            Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
      Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
            And they went to sea in a Sieve.

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