Answering Rosy's Question

A Field Guide to Getting Lost- Abandon

2. Marine said she was going to change her way of living (stop using drugs/drinking alcohol because she found love, but she died. Why is this ironic?

When Marine was using drugs she was still in the stage where she was discovering herself. As she got older she changed and eventually stopped doing drugs. Marine died at a party because of a drug overdose which is ironic because she had stopped doing drugs. The night Marine died she had taken heroin and knocked out an because her "companions" we're afraid of legal consequences they gave get a shot of speed which caused her to die because the two drugs combined were deadly.

10 Questions

A Field Guide to Getting Lost: Abandon

1. How was Marine's death ironic?

2. What is the symbolism behind the violet shirt and sweater she left in the car.

3. What is the significance of Marine's dream on page 95.

4. Explain the significance of the following passage, "The young live absolutely in the present, but a present of drama and recklessness, of acting on urges and running with the pack." (108)

5. Explain the importance of the following simile, "she had fingers like birthday candles."

6. Compare and contrast The Clash lyrics, "A nuclear error but I have no fear cause London is drowning and and I—I live by the river." with the phrase by Nuclear Freeze activist, "The living will envy the dead." How are they symbolic to Marine's death?

7.Explain how the author combines imagery and grotesque in the following passage, "She had fingers like birthday candles, and she was proud of their calluses and of playing until they bled." (95)

8. Analyze the relationship between the older musician and Marine.

9. Explain the symbolism behind the characteristics the older musician uses to describe Marine on page 98.

10. Explain how synecdoche  plays a role in the following passage, "Then I thought of Marine's death as the end of my youth because it signaled the end of my connection that underworld, but it might instead have been cause death became real," (106-107)

 

Example of Creative/Literary Nonfiction

The Creative/ Literary Nonfiction story which was meaningful to me was Dr.Blue by Anne Panning. I don't spend a lot of time with my family all together and this story reminded me of the last time I got to see my Grandpa before he left to Mexico and passed away there due to cancer. One of the lines that stood out to me were “Don’t give up. God is good” because now my grandmother is fighting cancer and she's always in and out of the hospital, but my mother always repeats those words to me as we wait for my grandmother to return home. I felt like I could relate to the family in the waiting room who just kept hoping for good news.

Full Moon

A cold dark night filled with twinkling lights and behind the trees is the bright round full moon. The cool breeze eases me as I start to forget every little problem and situation in my head. There is no sound tonight it's a silent night and as I stare at the moon I begin to lose myself in its face. I begin to dream about the future and where I'll be years from now. Sometimes I begin to wonder where so much beauty came from. The right shade of blue, all the stars in the right spot winking at me every few seconds, and of course the moon easing the tension. Sometimes I feel like giving up and then I come out and see how the moon and stars light up this dark sky, how we're never entirely alone and there will always be a light, even at the darkest and coldest moments.

A Winter Walk

Walking through the woods the snow began to cover every inch of land leaving a white blanket on the surface, soon the fog crept up behind the middle aged man as he stood still and listened to the trees whisper to one another, he then glanced at the river which was frozen in time. He took one step forward and noticed the ghosts mimicking his every move like ducklings mimicking their mother. The snow began to cover every inch of land leaving a white blanket on the surface. The middle aged man found the woods to be his escape and his best kept secret, the ghosts and trees were his friends, for he knew they were the lost souls of those he loved and lost. The woods were the only place where he felt loved and happy, so it pained him as his walk came to an end.

My Song

On The Radio
by Regina Spektor

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
That none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again

On the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo's really long
But it's a pretty song
We listened to it twice
'Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio
(oh oh oh)
On the radio
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio - uh oh
On the radio

This song by Regina Spektor could be considered a poem because it uses rhyme throughout the song. She uses Antithesis in the following lines because she says one thing and then the opposite of what she;s saying.

"This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath"

In the following lines I believe she's using implied metaphors.

"And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood"

The poem I picked

"What Do Women Want?" by Kim Addonizio

This poem really stood out to me and was the only poem that I enjoyed reading over and over again. I felt that in a few stanzas I could relate to how the author felt, which is why I enjoyed it so much.