"What the Motorcycle Said" - Mona Van Duyn, pg. 416
One of the techniques used by Duyn in this poem is the repetition of the sound effects or onomatopoeia made by the motorcycle that start half the sentences. The repetition of the "Br-r-r-am-m-m-m" can give a sense of implying a person revving up the engine on a motorcycle, in a effort to show off or make others jealous, giving the characteristic that the motorcycle is conceited, feeling that he is better than everyone by constantly showing off. The repetition of the "Br-r-r-am-m-m-m" could also imply the fact that motorcycles then to make the most amount of noise than any other frequent road travelling vehicle, giving a sense that whenever one hears this noise, they get ticked off and display a sense of annoyance towards the motorcycle or specifically the person riding the motorcycle. This makes the motorcycle appear as somewhat of simply an annoyance to all of its on-lookers.
The tone of the poem is also rather grungy. The bitter diction contributes to the self-absorbed tone, being that all the motorcycle talks about is all the things it hates passing when riding on the road, such as people in come into contact with, making it seem as if it has a horrible life. However, this is not the case. The motorcycle also describes how much better it is with the haughty diction contributing as well towards the self-absorbed tone, where the motorcycle tells the audience how the motorcycle will "never be mean, tired, or unsexy", which is presumably how all great warriors think as they are approaching into battle
Personally, I really like this poem. And no, I don't like it just because it has some bad words in there that make me giggle like a 5th grader. I enjoy this poem, because considering what the poem is about, it stands out in meaning from most of the poems we read this year. Considering that the main topics of almost all the poems we read this year were "death", "religion", "coming of age", and "euthanasia", but rather the central topic of this poem is as personified motorcycle telling you how cool it is and how he lives in the now. It gives a sense of "carpe diem", in that one should live in the now, and not worry about what happened in the past or what's going to happen in the future. The motorcycle (while hinting at being haughty and self absorbed) is making the world "his oyster" and seizing every opportunity he gets. However, the motorcycle's attitude is not one of a carefree cheerfulness, but rather displays animosity towards other things he passes and/or comes into contact with, such as helmets, Fords, and middle-class moneymakers living on Dad. The poem stands out on its own, and i enjoy the uniqueness of it the author gave to it.
"The Abortion" - Anne Sexton, pg 400
Similar to the technique of repetition used by Duyn, Sexton uses the repetition of the like "Somebody who should have been born is gone" to bring across the haunting point over and over that this girl in the poem has killed someone living inside her, and she uses this line over and over, each time building up in intensity, even though it's still the same line.
There's even an allusion to the old fairly tale of "Rumpelstiltskin" who, in the story helps a lady spin straw into gold for the price of her first born child. In the poem, Sexton emphasizes the point that the man the girl in the poem meets is specifically not Rumpelstiltskin, alluding to the point that the first born child of this girl will never be born. Sexton uses this illusion to constantly drive an uneasy feel of the poem and it being about such a controversial topic.
As a person, I'm not specifically oriented towards a specific side when it comes to these kinds of issues, but I do find Anti-Abortion art-work a bit fascinating. Most of the times the artists tend to get to the gruesome point of the fact that the mother is destroying the life of her own child even before it gets the chance to breathe in its first breath of life. I tend to find this artwork interesting and moreover the gruesome parts any man can appreciate, such as Mr. Klimas himself and his lack of mercy for any being that walks upon this earth and dares to face him. The poem itself has a flow to it that it builds up in intensity as you read it, but simply glancing over the words as if they were part of a manual will not get you even close to the meaning behind the poem and the energy it stores.
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"The Abortion" - Anne Sexton, pg 400
Similar to the technique of repetition used by Duyn, Sexton uses the repetition of the like "Somebody who should have been born is gone" to bring across the haunting point over and over that this girl in the poem has killed someone living inside her, and she uses this line over and over, each time building up in intensity, even though it's still the same line.
There's even an allusion to the old fairly tale of "Rumpelstiltskin" who, in the story helps a lady spin straw into gold for the price of her first born child. In the poem, Sexton emphasizes the point that the man the girl in the poem meets is specifically not Rumpelstiltskin, alluding to the point that the first born child of this girl will never be born. Sexton uses this illusion to constantly drive an uneasy feel of the poem and it being about such a controversial topic.
As a person, I'm not specifically oriented towards a specific side when it comes to these kinds of issues, but I do find Anti-Abortion art-work a bit fascinating. Most of the times the artists tend to get to the gruesome point of the fact that the mother is destroying the life of her own child even before it gets the chance to breathe in its first breath of life. I tend to find this artwork interesting and moreover the gruesome parts any man can appreciate, such as Mr. Klimas himself and his lack of mercy for any being that walks upon this earth and dares to face him. The poem itself has a flow to it that it builds up in intensity as you read it, but simply glancing over the words as if they were part of a manual will not get you even close to the meaning behind the poem and the energy it stores.
DISCLAIMER: It didn't save. I honestly wondered if somehow it got deleted. I apologize severely for this incident, taking full responsibility. I promise something like this will not happen again.
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