This poem had a way of bringing me into the entire scene of the hawk along the lake. I loved how she was able to see the beauty in the hawk describing it as, "admiral," and "this is not something of the red fire, this is heaven's fistful." I feel like certain animals in nature, especially predators, have a connotation as being mean or bad. Oliver is able to highlight on the power, intent, and freedom of the hawk as it soars on some unknown mission through the lake. You feel the tension of the piece as she describes the, "hawk hooked one exquisite foot onto the last twig to look deeper into the yellow reeds." It had this image of suspense as we watch the next move of the hawk. One line that stuck out to me was, "it cruised along the lake- all the time its eyes fastened harder than love on some unimportant rustling in the yellow reeds." The way she highlights his focuses being "harder than love" both shows the value of his missi...
Theres are not many days when I get some time to myself and even fewer where I just get to be alone. Today, by chance, my 8 hour clinical was surprisingly replaced by a quick hospital orientation and I was out by 9 am. With practically a whole day open that had been previously blocked off I took sometime so run errands and take time for myself. On my drive home I decided to take a quick walk and spend some time outside. I drove over to the trinity and started towards the path. Walks are something I grew up doing with my family, friends, or dogs. Nowadays my outside activities are limited and I spend most of my time in doors or watching outside from a comfortable window. As I walked from my car to the trail the first and only thing I could focus on was how hot it was. Growing up here this was my biggest deterrent to going outside but I was determined to keep going. As I walked down the side walk I was reminded of the little things around me I had always...
An idea I thought about in class was the division between nature and society. Growing up in the city I have grown to love the comfort of people, busy streets, activity, and the constant desire to do something. I have seen my city grow and develop over the years and never really wished for more. My sister would sometimes say how she wanted to move out to land and how we should all live near each other. My first thought was why would I live far away from everything I need? Why would I not want to live 10 minutes from every hot spot I attend on a daily basis? My world has been overcome by convenience and getting things done. I feel like I always thought I would not know what to do if I lived out of the city. Would I just raise animals? Would I have to work harder maintaining it? Would it be too quiet? I think the last one is what i reflect on the most. While I do find times in my day to be alone, I am never fully just quiet. My phone buzzing, scrolling aimlessly,...
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