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Wordsworth – pioneer?

Hey, I finished my Wordsworth paper. Took most of the weekend. Damn him and my lit teacher! I’m not much of a poetry person. I like to read it, but I hate to analyze or write it. But anyway, here’s the paper if anyone’s interested. I think it’s actually one of my better ones.

(bad formatting import from my old blog – i haven’t gone through to fix it yet.)

A New Type of Poetry for the Common Man copyright 2003 NO STEALING In a collection of poems entitled Lyrical Ballads, William Wordsworth creates a new, more commonly accessible genre of poetry. He explains his ideas and intent in his �Preface to Lyrical Ballads.� Readers can see his ideas implemented in �Lines (Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey).� When the reader comes across the phrase �unripe fruits, [a]re clad in one green hue� (Lines, 235, ln 12-3), one might think Wordsworth is caught breaking one of his rules. Wordsworth states �personifications of abstract ideas rarely occur� (Preface, 244). He does not, however, exclude natural objects, such as trees or �orchard-tufts� (Lines, 235, ln 11), from use in such a common poetical tool. Wordsworth stays within the confines of his new poetry. The image of small farmhouses with grass and pastures evokes an image of communing with nature. Picture a secluded area of �pastoral farms, [g]reen to the very door� (Lines, 235, ln 16-7) � it evokes calmness and simplicity. Even the Hermit takes the reader to a simple place, as Wordsworth intends. Wordsworth planned to write of a �low and rustic life� and a �state of greater simplicity� (Preface, 241). Once again he takes readers precisely where he plans to lead them. Wordsworth�s choice of words creates a sense of calmness and relaxation. When he writes of a �serene and blessed mood� (Lines, 236, ln 41), he suggests a place of solitude and retreat when city life gets hectic. His feelings about the Wye give importance to his remembrance of it. The action of remembering, coupled with escape from reality, manages to accomplish another of Wordsworth�s goals: �that the feeling therein developed gives importance to the action and situation� (Preface, 243). Wordsworth proposes to �adopt the very language of men� (Preface, 244). He uses mostly common language, although some of the phrase structures are a bit more poetic than is common in regular speech. For instance �[t]he picture of the mind revives again� (Lines, 236, ln 61), while using clear and simple language, would probably be best said by a common man as �the mind�s picture revives again.� Also �when first I came among these hills� (Lines, 236, ln 66-7) would be �when I first came among these hills.� These slight modifications, though, with just a word or two rearranged, hardly indicate that Wordsworth failed in his endeavors. Readers may, however, take Wordsworth to task for naming his collection of poems Lyrical Ballads. While he may have meant to encompass the entirety of this volume, �Lines (Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey)� does not fall under the umbrella of both a lyric and a ballad. While �Lines� could be called a lyric, it is certainly not a ballad. A lyric is a short, non-narrative poem (Abrams). Its speaker expresses a process of thought and feeling. �Lines� includes those exact characteristics. However, �Lines� does not qualify as a ballad. It is not a song, nor is it impersonal. In fact, �Lines� is quite personal for Wordsworth. He relates his thoughts about the Wye and how oft he remembers the tranquility of its banks (Lines, 236, ln 50-7). While he addresses the last stanza to his sister, Wordsworth does not insert dialogue into the poem, as a ballad requires (Abrams). This poem deals with thoughts and feelings � not action. In spite of the ambiguity of the title Lyrical Ballads, Wordsworth manages to produce a more readable and understandable breed of poetry. One, in fact, that even the neophyte can enjoy.

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and don’t be forgettin’ that it’s pirate-speak day, mateys. The official pirate site is down, lads and lasses, so you’ll have to be improvisin’ on your own.
aaarrrr, but a fine day it will be, you scallywags. join in the fun, or you might find yourself walkin’ the plank!

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ode to friday

oh friday, how i missed thee.
i yearned for your embrace.
you taunted me all week
with your promises of bliss.
now you have arriv’d
and i welcome thee with arms
open and heart aflutter.
oh friday, how i missed thee.

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It’s time for meatspace. If you have time, go!
Canceled until next time.

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afternoon delight? i don’t think so!

Lawzy, where do I start about my afternoon of hell adventure?
I was a few minutes late to work. No big deal, really. The morning seemed fine. In fact, I received word that a temp I had requested would probably be able to show up today. Hey, a week to train. Bonus!
I packed away some personal items and took them down to my car. Then the temp arrived. And that’s when my afternoon went to shit got interesting.
My temp had been in my office for an hour when I got called into one of my acting supervisor’s offices. The funding for that position got yanked. Yes, yanked. So? They asked me to break the news and send the temp home. Sigh.
And I did it. I apologized profusely for the error. She’ll get paid. Then I had to call temp services and grovel. More enjoyment.
Normally, I’d freak out because I hate being a bitch confrontation. But I just did it and was fine with it. It wasn’t my mistake, so I really had no concerns about letting someone down. It was a small victory for me, even if it was a bit unpleasant.
A couple hours later, J called. “I just called to let you know we have no garage door right now.” Huh?
A neighbor’s car jumped into gear while he was working on it. Because our parking spaces are on a hill, it rolled into our garage. Through the door. Fortunately, our neighbor’s car wasn’t there (it’s his only mode of transportation and it would really put him out to get it fixed). However, it did hit our car. But it was the car that we don’t drive. In fact, we were preparing to donate it to charity. I don’t think they’ll take it now. My bike is broken in half and J’s bike back tire is tweaked, as is the back brake.
No one was in the garage at the time, so there were no injuries. It could have been much, much worse.
Again, normally I’d be upset, worried about how we’re going to deal with things. But instead, I came home early, waited for the guy from the garage door company to arrive, and talked things over with him. They thought the door was salvagable (it wasn’t – whomever removed the car took the entire door off). They boarded it up instead, to keep our things secure.
The family that owns the runaway car were pretty upset and worried about our reaction. We told them that once we have access again we’ll see what the damages are.
I wasn’t pissed off. I wasn’t worried. I just dealt with it. In fact, I was halfway laughing and shaking my head as I told my boss why I was leaving work. Life is just funny sometimes. And it’s a relief, actually, to just deal and move on.
And even chuckle about it.

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Time’s a dragon

I have exactly one week until I start a new job. I’m with the same ‘company’ – just a different division. But it’s definitely a promotion. Yay! Due to some previous ‘ex’ problems that I talked about before (those of you that have read for a while know what I’m talking about), though, the salary won’t really seem bigger until next year. But that’s okay. I can be patient on that part.
I gave notice on the 2nd and I swear the last two weeks have just dragged on & on.
I’m excited. Hell, they’re very excited to have me. Yesterday I went to a meeting for the new division. I met several new people that I’ll be working with. I heard a lot of “Oh, so you’re Becky! We’re looking forward to your arrival!” Oooh, talk about living up to expectations. Yikes! Hee.

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Radio tidbits

Male #1: Where’s my (blue)prints?
Male #2: I’m right here.
What should a man never say to another man?

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New week!

Sunday’s Most Listened-to Song of the Week
Here it is:
Johnny Cash

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become ?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become ?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

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buddies are good to have

There’s something to be said about being friends with people that have their “ears to the track.”

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TWO pickles with the sandwich today. You’re jealous, aren’t you? My cafe can kick your cafe’s ass.

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