Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Leisure Poem By William Davies

LEISURE
When is this life if full of care
We have no time to stand and stare
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cowa.
No time to see, when woods we pass
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

By (William Davies)
Leisure:
As the title of the poem suggests. It is about the availability of time for relishing the various delights of life. These may range from the most ordinary every day pleasure of simply staring at things, to the extra ordinary, like and hurried manner in which we spend our lives depriving ourselves of savouring the richness and diversity that life offers. He feels that life must be relished in leisurely offers. He feels that life must be relished in a leisurely manner--- the repetition of the line: “We have no time to stand and stare”, emphasizes the poet’s basic idea.
Introduction of William Davis:
William Davies was born in 1871 and died in 1940.After serving as apprentice to a picture-frame maker, he tramped through the U.S, crossed the Atlantic many times on cattle boats, became a peddler and street-singer in England and late in life. Published his first volume of poems.
“The soul‘s Destroyer and other poems”. In 1905.This was followed by “Nature Poems and Others”, in 1908.Davies was something of a recluse and the man was never as well known to the public as his work which achieved great popularity. What distinguishes his work from that of his Georgian contemporaries is the truth and simplicity of his lyrics.
William Davis is a famous poet and great lover of nature. Most of his poems are about objects of nature and beauty of nature. This poem “Leisure” is about time free from work or duties. The poet laments at this sad fact that we are busy in our world to such an extent that we cannot tend free time to beauties of nature. Man is running blindly after materialistic things. One must get some time to see and enjoy the beauty of nature.
Critical Appreciation:
This poem is a criticism on modern man’s has become so busy in his work that he has not even a single moment to see and appreciate the beauties of nature. There are so many charming scenes to enjoy and according to poet we should enjoy them.
“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.” (Keats)
About Leisure:
The language of the poem is simple and straightforward. There are 14 lines in the poem like a sonnet but actually, it is a two liner poem. The description of the poem is very impressive.   When the poet says that we must see squirrels hiding their nuts in grass, shining streams in daylight and beautiful dancing ladies.All these things create enchanting scenes and situation in the poem.
“No time to turn at beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.”

Monday, 17 June 2013

The Rebel By D.J. Enright



The Rebel
When everybody has short hair,
The rebel lets his hair grow long.
When everybody has long hair,
The rebel cuts his hair short.
When everybody talks during the lesson ,
The rebel does’ n say a word.
When nobody talks during the lesson ,
The rebel creates a disturbance.
When everybody wears a uniform ,
The rebel dresses in fantastic clothes.
When everybody wears fantastic clothes
The rebel dresses soberly.
In the company of dog lovers ,
The rebel expresses a preference for cats.
In the company of cat lovers ,
The rebel puts in a good word for dogs.
When everybody is praising the sun ,
The rebel remarks on the need for rain.
When everybody is greeting the rain ,
The rebel regrets the absence of sun.
When everybody goes to the meeting
The rebel stays at home and reads a book.
When everybody stays at home and reads a book ,
The rebel goes to the meeting.
When everybody says , yes please!
The rebel says , No thank you.
When everybody says: No thank you ,
The rebel says , yes please!
It is very good that we have rebels
You may not find it very good to be one.
BY (D.J. Enright)
Enright, D.j.
English poet born Leamington 1920
Enright taught English in universities of Alexandria and Singapore; then returned to England to work in publishing. He built up a considerable British reputation by avoiding rhetorical gestures and putting strict limits on language so that his verbal tone is restrained even when his subjects are interesting. His is a poetry that values irony above passion and keeps an emotional distance from the reader. He projects an aloof and pedagogic personality in poems that gently mock philistinism, as in Buy one Now ‘: “This new poem does not work for you. / just drop your mind into it / and leave it to soak/while you relax with the telly / or Go out to the pub. ‘
Note:
The poem is remarkable for its amusing hum our devoid of malice or bitterness. The poet successfully persuades us to develop tolerance for rebels and bear with their eccentric attitude and desire to be different from regimented crowd governed by a mass and mind. 
The poet has a sensible appreciation for the complex and contradictory attitude of rebels and non-conformists. Every adolescent action is motivates by self-assertion, exhibitionism, and individualistic show of defiance and an unstructured urge to be different an indifferent world. He is therefore, a pseudo rebel. D.J. Enright's portrait of a rebel is keen, subtle and witty. Neither vicious nor dangerous, the rebel-role play-acting is harmlessly motivated by either a sense of inferiority, insecurity or self exhibition. Serious and solemn in themselves, and funny to their peers, but unfunny to their superiors. A passing phase in a person's growth towards maturity. Questioning his readers to ponder, the poem remains open-ended, though it closes on a cautionary muted note.
The poem is remarkable for its amusing humour devoid of malice or bitterness. The poet successfully persuades us to develop tolerance for rebels and bear with their eccentric attitude and desire to be different from regimented crowd governed by a mass mind.
Introduction:
D.j Enright is a famous and modern poet. He has a forceful style of narration. He portrays the rebellious nature of man. He observes that a man becomes a rebel only when things go against his desires. He makes use of convincing words to arouse sympathy, for the rebel.
D.J. Enright is a famous English poet. In this poem, the poet has depicted that a rebel in a society is one who wishes to be different from others and believes in self-assertion. He tries to maintain his uniqueness in all fields of life. The rebel only needs attention of people and to get that he stupid things. Element of humour and satire is present in this poem. 


Critical appreciation:

D.J Enright in this simple and humorous poem criticizes the behavior of young rebellious persons. This is an interesting poem which is also a satirical one. This poem depicts the poet’s knowledge abcut human nature. In fact this is story of a man who wants to live with his own individuality. It shows the actions of immaturity of rebels. The behaviour of rebels is contradictory. He wants change. He does not want to sink in the crowd of people. He always acts against the normal behavior. May be he has complex of inferiority and insecurity so he acts in this manner to get the attention of other people. He is always eager to show off his rebellious nature. According to chasterfield .The central idea of this poem is that a dull and same life is boring. Rebels provide coloures and variety to this dull life.
"A little rebellion now and then is a medicine
necessary for the sount health of government."

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Woman work By Maya Angelou



Woman work

I, ve got the children to tend

The clothes to mend

The floor to mop

The flood to shop

Then chicken to fry

The baby to dry

I got company to feed

The garden to weed

I’ve got the shirts to press

The tots to dress

The cane to be cut

I got to clean up this hut

Shine on me, Sunshine

Rain on me, rain

Fall softly, dewdrops

And cool my brow again.

Storm, blow me from here

With your fiercest wind

Let me float across the sky

Till I can rest again.

Fall gently, snow flakes

Cover me with white

Cold icy kisses and

Let me rest tonight.

Sun, rain, curving sky

Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone

Star shine, moon glow

You’re all that I can call my own.

By (Maya Angelou)

American (black). Born in St.Louies, 4 April, 1928 . educated at schools in Arkansas and California. Music privately, but studied dance with Martha Graham et al, and drama with frank silvera et al. Dancer, actress, singer, composer, author, poet, playwright, journalist, teacher, and TV host and interviewer. Without counting American-English, She speak 5 other different languages, Italian, french, Spanish, Arabic and F anti. Associate editor arab observer Cairo, feature editor African Review Accra. Since 1981, Renold Professor Wake Forest University. She has composed poetry from the particular, and the rhythm she knows, and changes of rhythm become a rhythm, the upsets and re-starts in an unsteady state of soul which every life, in our times, hard times, has experienced in some place or other. When we read her poetry we share the sense of it, hearing, we seem to listen to ourselves. Very appropriately, Angelou,s first volume of autobiography was published as: I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings (1970). In 1961. Kennedy.  Invited Robert Frost; in 1993. Clinton, Maya Angelou, to recite their poems at their respective Inaugurals, as Presidents. Great honour. Her 103   -   line fre4e verse “Morning-in-their-eyes” stirring poems ends:

The horizon leans forward,

Offering you space to place new steps of change.



Here, on the pulse of this new day

You may have the grace to look up and out

And into your sister’s eyes. Into

Your brother’s face. Your country.

And say simply

Very simply                                     with hope.                                      

Good Morning
Note


A woman gives vent to her disgust for the dull drab life of doing domestic chores. But the suppressed her capacity to indulge in dreams of an ideal life. She yearns to participate in nature around her. She longs for the blessings of sunshine and rain to give her sustenance and strength to live. She wishes to lose and fine herself in nature-‘mountain, oceans, leaf and stone, star shine , moon glow’- to give a touch of joy and poetry to her ordinary prosaic life.