Oct 27, 2008 22:55
For English class we had the honor to discuss a poem. Not just any poem... A William Wordsworth poem! What? You have a know idea what I'm talking about? Well that makes two of us. Perhaps you do know who William Wordsworth is, but I have never heard about him. In fact I don't like poetry, I personally think it's boring, but it's important to have some understanding of it. Say you're in a group discussion and you want to make an impression, and the topic happens to be about the poet William Wordsworth, and you have no knowledge of it. You are going to stand there like an idiot saying... nothing. A nod once in a while and a smile at occasional times, won't pull it off, it's not going to impress anyone. All of a sudden poetry isn't that boring anymore, eh?
Here is the Poem I am going to discuss:
She Dwelt Among The Untrodden Ways
She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:
A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
--Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.
She lived unknown, and few could know
When lucy ceased to bed;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!
Here is an attempt, by me, to interpret this poem:
It is about a woman who is not seen by many, but seen by the poet. The poet happens to be William Wordsworth. So William notices a Woman, which he finds attractive. I believe this woman doesn't have much to love, which could mean she has a crap life. Therefore because she has a crap life, she must feel depressed. However, William can see passed her depression, because it states that she is a shining star. Her name is Lucy, and not a lot of people know about her. But William who obviously has a crush on Lucy, waited too long to make his move and so she died, I assume from old age.
The beauty of interpretation, is that its a personal opinion. It's how you percieve things, so there is no wrong or right answer. You could argue that when you read this poem you have to think of a cow eating grass, perhaps people will say that there is little evidence from the poem to support that, but they can't tell you it's wrong because it is your interpretation of it.
- DeBeer
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