As I fingered the soft red petals, I was torn between the impulse of crushing the frail flower in agony and preserving the flower for an eternity. It was a symbol of love- found and lost. This flower that I plucked from beneath the neat folds of her hair was the only thing keeping me … Continue reading A Dead Red Flower
You can read the whole poem here. Edward James (Ted) Huges was born in Mytholmrod, in the West Riding district of Yorkshire. His childhood was quiet and dominately rural. The landscape of the moors of the area informed his poetry throughout his life. He attended Pembroke college and majored in archaeology, anthropology and studied mythology. … Continue reading Analysis of Ted Hughes’ ‘Crow Tyrannosaurus’
Light. Dark. Isn't it absurd how people associate light with life and beauty and clarity? To me light seems to be a mirage in a desert of darkness. Light simply does not exist no matter how much we want it to, but we still look for it. We look for it and we then assume … Continue reading A Burst of Darkness
BY ANITHA CHAKRAVARTHY The sea could not touch her little feet, as she hopped back every time making it impossible for it to touch her. Her smile broadened every time she disappointed the wave. She chuckled in happiness about the little victory of her’s. The sea tried harder and harder only to fail every single … Continue reading Footprints in the Sand
Edward Thomas was born in London. Financial pressures gave him little choice but to compile anthologies, prepare hundreds of book reviews and write over thirty books on literary and topographical subjects. This unceasing work could not have helped the serious bouts of depression from which he frequently suffered. It was not until he met the … Continue reading Critical Analysis of Signpost by Edward Thomas
