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Poem/theme |
Surface Meaning |
Subtle Meaning |
Style |
Response |
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On my first Sonne Pg 46
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My son has died; why? |
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I am aware that many people's attitudes to and beliefs about death are now rather less certain. 'Farewell': at first we do not realise the poem is about death. |
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The Song of the Old Mother Pg 46
-youth and age
-family |
Mother is a non-stop worker while the young laze and dream of fashion |
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The generation gap is nothing new! This poem is dated 1899.
The last two rhyme words are a grim reminder that we are only young once and that old age ends in death ('cold'). |
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The Eagle
-nature (power/hostile) |
The eagle clasps the crag, watching, then swoops. |
The bird's power is awe-inspiring yet alarming; it could be a symbol of the unpredictability of death. |
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The eagle sounds human: like a tyrant? |
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Sonnet : I love to see the summer.. -nature -happiness |
The poet expresses a simple love for nature, especially the flora and fauna of summer. |
People are absent: is the company of nature preferable? And does 'summer' symbolise the good times in life – with winter a perhaps inevitable counter-balance? |
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Knowing that Clare spent most of his life in an asylum, I wonder whether the calm and order of this poem contrast with the noisy crowded chaos of his accommmodation and day to day life |
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Patrolling Barnegat
-nature (hostile) |
The poet describes experiencing a storm in Barnegat Bay |
The 'savage trinity' of the storm ('waves, air, midnight') seem stronger than the human 'savage trinity' watching in line 14 |
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Does the poet admire the strength of the storm and the fact that it is stronger than the human trinity? |
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The Affliction of Margaret
-loss -family -language (simple) |
A mother's 7 year anguish for her missing son; she does not know whether he is alive or not |
The emotions of ordinary lowly people are a fit subject for poetry; the strict form of this poem both expresses and contains/objectifies grief (cp Sonne) |
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A powerful expression of the effect of grief on imagination; interesting to feel the power of more or less everyday language of the time in places in this poem
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