Archive for January, 2012

The Importance of Women

Posted: January 25, 2012 in Uncategorized

Throughout life one thing that never changes is men’s reliance upon women. As a child, a son listens to his mom for advice and when he needs help. As he gets older, some of his teachers may be women, who would also help him. And as an adult your wife will no doubt give you an ear full from time to time.

Even being two-thirds god, Gilgamesh is no different. Throughout the book, he learns to rely on women to help guide him to get what he wants. At the beginning though, he was a jerk to all women even sleeping with every one of them on their wedding night as virgins. But as Enkidu comes in his life, this changes. Ishtar for example, the goddess of ferility, war, love, and sex tries to seduce Gilgamesh, but he refuses, which shows that he’s still a jerk but can now resist the urge of women.

After Enkidu dies, Gilgamesh suddenly gains more appreciation for women. He prays to Ishtar and gives all kinds of lavish gifts, in hopes of reconciling and her making Enkidu comfortable in the after life. Later on, when he gets past the tunnel, on his way to Utnapishtim, he runs into the gate keeper, Siduri. She runs and hides in her castle, but he shows her that he’s gentil, and then even takes her advice as to how to get to Utnapishtim’s castle. Also, throughout the book, Gilgamesh repeatedly takes his mom, Ninsun’s advice. Later on at the end, he also takes Utnapishtim’s wife’s advice about things like, finding the plant of eternal life.

Patriotism At Its Finest

Posted: January 20, 2012 in Uncategorized

America

By Claude McKay

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
As I searched around poetryoutloud.org, I couldn’t help but think something: There should be more poems about the great country we live in. Reading this poem gave me a certain patriotic feel. I felt as  if I just wanted to start singing “OHHH SAY, CAN YOU SEEE…”.
1. A significant sentence I found was:
“Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.”
-He’s saying that even though he has some bad times in America, as we all do, he still loves it because it’s in his blood.
2. Another one I found was:
“Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,”
-Again saying that it’s as if he can go through all the adversity he faces and he comes out stronger because of it.
3. The last line I liked was:
“Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,

Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.”
-He’s pretty much saying that through time this land/country is always his treasure.

Observing Gligamesh

Posted: January 18, 2012 in Uncategorized

Because of this being one of the oldest epics ever, it’s likely that a lot of people have read it. Since so many people have read it, I would imagine that there have been a lot of good and bad things said about Gilgamesh. There’s really two sides to every story so I guess I’ll go over both.
Some of Gilgamesh’s good traits are easily identified, like him being 2/3 god. Most of his characteristics are better than that of an average human being since his mother was a goddess and his dad turned into a god. He also strives for greater things like defeating the great Humbaba even when he already has everything a man could want. He also has respect for his mother, praying to her and asking her for advice, along with the ability to love (his parents, Enkidu)

Although he has a lot of great characteristics, he’s also got some bad ones. He starts out as a self-loving man who comes off as arrogant. He sleeps with every man’s wife on her wedding day. He oppresses his own people that worship him, which leads to them asking the gods for help. He also demands too much of his soldiers.

I’m not sure what you think of Gilgamesh, but I feel that the positives outweigh the negatives. He also turns out to be a good person at the end.

Poetry Out Loud Business

Posted: January 14, 2012 in Uncategorized

Momma Said

By Calvin Forbes

“The slice I ate I want it back
Those crumbs I swept up
I’d like my share again
I can still taste it like it was

The memory by itself is delicious
Each bite was a small miracle
Both nourishing and sweet
I wish I had saved just a little bit

I know it wasn’t a literal cake
It’s the thought that counts
Like a gift that’s not store-bought
Making it even more special  

Like a dream that makes you
Want to go back to sleep
You can’t have your cake
And eat it too Momma said

I was defiant and hardheaded
And answered yes I can too
The look she gave me said boy
I hope you aren’t a fool all your life”
 
I liked this poem for a number of reasons, for one, it just seems like a nice poem that reminds you of what every mom will tell her child “mommy knows best”. In a way this is true, I also see that the poem has a subliminal meaning of something greater than cake.
 
1. The first piece of the poem that I liked from the poem was

“The slice I ate I want it back
Those crumbs I swept up
I’d like my share again
I can still taste it like it was

The memory by itself is delicious
Each bite was a small miracle
Both nourishing and sweet
I wish I had saved just a little bit”
 
-I liked this mostly because I like cake, and to be honest, this describes exactly how I feel after I’m done with it.
 
2. Another part of the poem I like from Momma Said is when he said “I know it wasn’t a literal cake”- which comes right after “The slice I ate… Saved just a little bit.” The reason I really like this line is because I feel like it has a meaning far greater than cake. What I’m getting at is that all the cherishing that he has just been talking about might actually be directed at his mother instead. When he says “I wish I had saved just a little bit.” It makes me think that he wished that he could savor the days he spent with his mom.
 
3. Finally, I like the ending in which it says 

“Like a dream that makes you
Want to go back to sleep
You can’t have your cake
And eat it too Momma said

I was defiant and hardheaded
And answered yes I can too
The look she gave me said boy
I hope you aren’t a fool all your life”
 
-This says to me that no matter how much you want to believe you’re right, mom always knows best and that someday you’ll come along.