To Spring – William Blake poem

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro’ the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell each other, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth,Continue reading “To Spring – William Blake poem”

The Waste Land * T.S. Eliot * Burial of the Dead (I)

I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD The poem begins by the reverie of the protagonist: people thought April is the sweet month of rebirth, but it’s actually not because it tortures the inhabitants of the waste land with unstoppable recollections, so it’s the cruelest. April stirs new life in the world of nature. This stirringContinue reading “The Waste Land * T.S. Eliot * Burial of the Dead (I)”

Enchantment * Orson Scott Card Book Review

“He stopped short at the edge of the clearing and looked around. Shouldn’t it be a meadow here, where the sun could shine? Tall grass and wildflowers, that’s what it should be. But instead it was just like the forest floor, dead leaves thickly carpeting the undulating surface of the clearing. Nothing alive there. WhatContinue reading “Enchantment * Orson Scott Card Book Review”