Edward Thomas was born in London. He worked as a book reviewer, reviewing upto 15 books every week. He worked as a literary critic for the Daily Chronicle. Robert Frost encouraged Thomas to write poetry. Thomas was promoted Corporal and in November 1916 was commissioned into the Royal Garrison Artillery as second lieutenant. He was … Continue reading Critical analysis of ‘As The Team’s Head Brass’ by Edward Thomas
The story starts off with an informal introduction of the protagonist, Roger and the recent events that have occurred in his family. Having lost his Job, then his brother and his inability to even attend the funeral sets off the story with a sort of depressed tone, foreshadowing even worse things to come. Roger’s brother, … Continue reading Reply to a Dead Man by Walter Mosley Summary
My first month at Juniata College went by in a whirlwind. I guess time flies when you’re having fun. Yet, ironically, I feel like I’ve been here forever. It feels like home. Which, to me, is even more surprising as I come from a whole different country. Juniata’s campus with its rolling green lawns and … Continue reading The small things
REVIEWED BY LAHARI "I was supposed to be having the time of my life", reads the back cover of the 50th anniversary edition of Sylvia Plath's timeless classic and only novel, The Bell Jar. The novel, a semi autobiography, is based on a period of Plath's disturbingly short life which was predominated by severe depressive … Continue reading The Bell Jar- Book Review
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’
By RADHIKA GARG The poem 'Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as … Continue reading An Appreciation Of ‘The Road Not Taken’
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
Just Another Tale is now on the look out for fresh, new content! The possibilities are limitless! You can submit anything you want- stories, poems, shorts- it's completely upto you! This is an excellent way to get new readers to your blog and build your follow base. However, there must be rules- they are simple … Continue reading Submissions
Arthur Miller is ones of the leading American playwrights of the twentieth century. He was the son of a women's clothing store owner in New York city. His father lost his business in the depression and the family was forced to move to a smaller home in Brooklyn. Living through young adulthood during the Great … Continue reading Death of a Salesman- Willy is delusional and perpetuates a cycle of delusion in his family.
Age is just a number, they say. But guess what? So is weight. I have seen people obsess over how thin or fat they are, pulling at their chubby cheeks or stuffing their bras with tissue paper. Hell, I have been one of those people. Everyday I would get out of bed and stand in … Continue reading Imperfection at its Finest
