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Sunday, December 14, 2014
No Hope for the Hopeless
McCarthy ends his story in a very bleak way. Before reading the articles about Hemingway I didn't know he was illuding to a second piece of writing but after reading the excerpt it's clear what he was trying to say. McCarthy makes this comparison to Hemingway because he wants there to be a drastic difference between the way the stories end. For Hemingway the image of the trout in the river meant hope, it meant new life. It encourages the reader to look beyond their immediate surrounding...
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Nature
In the article there's a line; "Hemingway often voices this pessimism, but it is nowhere to be found when his protagonists are in the natural world" there's an interesting connection between masculinity and the connection with optimism and hope in nature. I'm reminded of The Swimmer where nothing brought Neddy more joy than thinking he was exploring un-mapped terrain and swimming this great river. His illusion came crashing down and it was reveled that it was all artificial...
Friday, December 5, 2014
Dinosaurs and Crows
The man describes a dream, on where he's visited by a being not of his own world. And when he wakes up he makes the realization that he is the alien. He's from a world that's nothing like the one he lives in now. His son knows nothing of what he grew up with other than the stories that he's told him. (McCarthy 154). That's an odd realization that the man makes but it echos throughout the rest of this portion of the story. When the man and his son are discussing crows, the boy asks him...
The Natural world of Hemingway and McCarthy
The parallels between Hemingway and
McCarthy never occurred to me but after reading the short story “The Big
Two-Hearted River.” I can see how closely both authors seek answers in
nature. Nick’s spirit is nurturing in watch
the trout and how they keep steady in the face of a current. The analogy of the
current could be the adversity of life. McCarthy’ father figure reminisces
about the pre-destruction of earth.
Hemingway has always been influenced by naturalism. Hemingway...
Monday, December 1, 2014
The Road pg 103-198
McCarthy's style in, The Road, is bare bones. He does not give big wordy descriptions of scenes or events that happen in the book because he is letting the reader get a feel for the sparse the world is and how father and son are using all their energy to survive. Father and son do not have the time to just sit and chat and even if they could there is not much to really talk about. On page 153 as the father wakes from a dream he thinks to himself, "Maybe he understood...
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Memory and The Road
One of the themes McCarthy seems to focus on heavily is that of memory. While McCarthy does not necessarily make the memory out to be the best thing, but he doesn't necessarily say "death to memory!" Instead, McCarthy seems to look at memory as being something which takes the characters minds off of survival. When you're reflecting on the past, it is easy to get lost in that, especially during times of extreme trauma. So for the father and the boy, they can't necessarily spare any time...
Friday, November 28, 2014
The Road
I think that the belief in God would be the man's insistence
that there were good people in the world. The man wanted his son to believe in
goodness and just maybe a higher being. The idea that a man and his son were
trapped in a purgatory world with hope for a better future. I know that the man
is dying but he still hopes for his son's future. The God is in the man's
selfless sacrifices for his son. I don't see the divinity in the son but rather
a salvation for mankind in the boy. The...
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Okay
For starters I want to apologize for this being late, I'm just had my world turned upside down and it all still doesn't feel real but my husband came home from deployment this weekend and I lost track of time. I sincerely apologize but plan to get back on track and up to speed. But needless to say I've been on cloud nine and collecting my thoughts lately has been near to impossible. Lol This...
Monday, November 24, 2014
The Road: Ashen Dismay and Survival
The dystopian setting of The Road is quite alluring. How did the country fall? What gives father and son the will to continue on? The Road entices the reader to question their very being. The cause of the deteriorating world is never formally addressed although the decay is ever present. It makes one question their own reality. Could this happen to me? I’ve always found dystopian novels a little unsettling because many questions arise. If this happened to me, would I survive?...
Sunday, November 23, 2014
The Road Pages 1-102
*Just beforehand, I'd like to take a second to say Cormac McCarthy is brilliant, I highly recommend if you enjoy this story you check out Suttree!
The Road is quite an interesting novel. It's a disaster novel, set in a post apocalyptic world, following a father and his son, as they travel the empty roads in search of something better. The story is told in the third person, which I think adds a great deal. You tend to focus more on the father and the son, and McCarthy doesn't have to...
Saturday, November 22, 2014
The Road
I think Cormac McCarthy does not tell his readers the exact event that causes the destruction of the United States because the event does not really matter. It is the reaction of the characters to the event which is the point of the story. I assume it is a nuclear war on page 52 it says, "A long shear of light and then a series of low concussions." Also, "A dull rose glow in the windowglass." (52) It suggests a nuclear blast also the sun is blocked by clouds and...
Friday, November 21, 2014
The first part of The Road
The
Road is one of the bleakest novels I have ever read. I read the book Unbroken by Laura
Hillenbrand and it was rather dark but running through it there was hope and
ultimate survival against all odds. In The
Road the theme was death all around and all living creatures reduced to
survival of the fittest or survival on an animalistic level: cannibalism. The
landscape is filled with ash and...
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Prewriting
For my second Essay, I am choosing to write about Lorde’s poem “Power.” I feel her work is extremely profound especially with today’s current events. I am going to discuss the racial tensions occurring throughout the poem as well as society during the era in which it was written. I will also discuss the carelessness of the death of a young child still holding on to innocence and the relevance within Lorde’s era as well as our own.&nbs...
Sunday, November 16, 2014
Dystopian Parents
While reading The Road I started thinking about the differences between it and the popular genre of dystopian novels we're seeing right now. Books like The Hunger Games, The Maze Runner, Divergent, and even The Giver (a slightly older book but a recent film) are all either lacking supportive and present parents or are completely devoid of parents/adults. It strikes me as interesting considering all the recent novels are in the Young Adult genre, whereas The Road is considered...
Prewriting
For my second essay, I figured I would further discuss Kurt Vonnegut's piece, "Welcome to the Monkey House." A story around an overly populated, sexually-deprived society. The topics I will be discussing will focus on Vonnegut's depictions of sexual restriction, given the time period in which is was written, the 1960's—an era of sexual revolution. Another topic I will discuss is the topic of overpopulation in the world, and Vonnegut's depictions of suicide parlors.&nbs...
Fun Home
In the excerpt from Bechdel's Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic, is a great example of how graphic novels can be worthy of literary praise. Bechdel takes the idea of a comic elsewhere (in the vein of others, such as Ghost World), and both her images and words are equally impactful. Throughout the piece, she builds the image of a father who is detached. Through her words, as well as her drawings of him; face bland and unoccupied. Each frame is sullen face after sullen face. The passage that...
Prewriting
Since I'm already pretty familiar with some of the other aspects of Art Spiegleman's life from already being a fan of Maus, I think I'd be most excited about doing a contextual essay about In the Shadow of No Towers. I'd like to bring in different elements about his parents being holocaust survivors, and what New York must have looked like pre attacks, and how other schools across both the city and country were reacting. The entire comic book community all had a reaction to 9/11 also,...
Fun House
As someone who considers them self well versed in the world of comics and sequential art, I was kind of frustrated with myself for never having heard of Alison Bechdel. I know Spieleman, and was kind of hoping we'd talk about Chris Ware, but wasn't familiar with Bechdel. So I guess shame on me. But I thought this was really interesting. I'm always drawn more toward the smaller slice of life type stories and such (Alex Robinson for example), so this was really my kind of thing. I thought...
9/11 Poems
The first thing that comes to mind about these poems is a sense of frantic somberness (if that makes as much sense as it does in my head). It's a panicky mourning. Like no one can decide if they're more afraid for themselves or sad for the tragedy of the event. I think the ones I found most interesting were the Silent Room and the one simply titled World Trade Center. They were both fairly simple, but really expressive and both great examples of that frantic somberness. Silent Room...
rough draft 2nd essay
The effects of 9/11 on American literature is interesting to me. The inability of authors to capture the moment or feeling or event in some definitive way is missing. Why is it so hard to write about the event in a way that captures the feeling of the country? In this class we have read some poetry and short stories but there is no one author that has been able to write the one novel that really strikes a cord with all readers. John Updike's, Varieties of ...
His Only Outlet
Okay I honestly think that is Alison Bechdel's father was alive now he'd be addicted to Pinterest, most people are and most creative people have hundreds of boards pretaining to their interests. I plan on making one or even two Pinterest board's for Alison's father. I think I'll make one but include both interior design aspects and high fashion. He took the way his family was presented incredibly seriously. So first impressions were important to him. And his asthetic seems to be more Victorian...
It's hard to empathize
The relationship between Alison Bechdel and her father is complicated to say the least. I wish there were more to read, I plan on rushing out to get the book as soon as I finish this blog. Knowing her father was a closeted homosexual and herself being a lesbian I feel her writing must have so much more to tell about her life growing up. But the story of her father is tragic, it seems as though his only way of expressing himself openly is through his interior design. Which was so important...
9/11 Poems
Each and every one of these poems is so deep and full of emotions, from the poem of the lost bird to the poem Silent Room where the subject has become defeated and doesn't have the same life they had before because everything for them has changed. The way that poems ends, "not enough, to convince me, that it isn't plugged in, that everything I am isn't burning." They are still living in that moment, in that day. For many people it was impossible to let go of that day. For muslim families...
Rough Draft for 2nd essay
The “Red Convertible” by Louise
Erdrich is culturally significant in the writings of Native Americans. The
reading of this short story is typical of post-traumatic stress syndrome of a Native
American man and the lack of resources that would have helped Henry cope with
his stress. The US government has a long history of marginalizing native
people. The government is not the only
ones that have taken advantage of Native Americans. People assume that the first slaves in the
New...
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Flight
"Flight," by Miranda Beeson, is a captivating poem, following the events of 9/11. In the poem, Beeson does not merely give overly-depressing descriptions of the events which took place. Instead, she uses a finch to signify hope after that tragic day. The finch shows up, quite mysteriously, and Beeson describes it as possibly hailing from "a pet store in the shadow of the towers," or "a tiny door unlatched by the blasts." Beeson follows with "We pondered dark scenarios." This seems to...
Thursday, November 13, 2014
Fun home and good times
Alison Bechdel’s “Fun Home: A
Family Tragicomic” is a tragedy with black comedy in the mix. It starts out
with the daughter stated that she is the opposite of her father. “I was Spartan
to my father’s Athenian.”(Bechdel 4013). The whole family life is a sham. In
one part of the comic it shows the whole family going to Mass and the line
above it declaring, “He used his skillful artifice not to make things, but to
make things appear to be what they
were not.” (Bechdel 4014). “That is to...
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Free Yourself: Conventionalism and Oppression
War. Terror. Anger. Conventional Belief.
Societal views may improve or destroy the lives of innocent civilians. After nine eleven, Muslims were brought under great scrutiny. As terrorism was a huge fear of Americans, the blame was quickly placed as a means to have some “control
over the situation. Once loved members of the community were ostracized. In reminiscing the past, it is said where is “the cinnamon-skinned woman for whose roti people lined up halfway...
Poetry after 911
I was moved by the poem “Alabanza”
which I had to look up on my Spanish dictionary to be sure what was the meaning.
Roughly it means “in praise”. This poem to me represents the diversity of the
victims of 911. These people in the poem
were working people. They did not have executive jobs with big pay checks just people
trying to make ends meet. “Ecuador, Mexico. Republica Dominicana, Haiti, Yemen,
Ghana, Bangladesh.” (Expada 18-19). These
working people might have been immigrants...
Sunday, November 9, 2014
His Experience
Art Spiegelman has a very interesting perspective of 9/11. He was there, many writers have shared their ideas, and feelings of what happened to this Nation but I truly believe that for those that were there it's different. The things he talks about, the images he displays give an understanding. This wasn't just about those people in the towers, or the people running in as hero's it's about the everyday people. The children still in school unaware but only blocks away, it's about the parents...
Forche's Women
I used to study fashion and I still find costume design extremely interesting and informative. Using the website Polyvore, I want to create looks showing the difference and loves of the different women that Forche depicts in her poetry. She paints quite the picture of the vivacious free young women, some of whom are less than free later in life. And the bookish friends who develop...
Fathers
Reading Alison Bechdel's comic, I was reminded of the character assassination that Sylvia Plath wrote specifically to "kill the memory" of her dead father (Daddy). I do not doubt that what Bechdel describes did happen and is an accurate portrait of her father, unlike Plath's story. It is interesting how these women, who live(d) outside the realm of the expected feminine ideals, attribute much of their identity to the early deaths of their fathers. Sylvia's father did...
In The Shadow Of No Towers
I'm a big fan of comics and the art of sequential storytelling, so getting to read something by the legendary Art Spiegelman was exciting to me.
First off, the art is amazing, it plays a lot with the line between iconic and abstract (as defined by Scott McCloud). He's also great at making his characters act. Characters all have very expressive and recognizable looks on their faces with intentional body language. There's a direction with the way everyone holds themselves that relates right...
It seems that all modern literature can do is bear witness to the tragic events through stories about individuals. the events of 9/11 cannot be understood from a sensible aspect. How can Americans understand what other countries think and feel about us and our way of life? How can we understand the extreme hatred that some people feel towards us? The writers in this cluster wrote about individuals and how the events of that day impacted them. But, like DeLillo writes...
Saturday, November 8, 2014
9/11
I've been having a lot of trouble with this weeks assignment and I'm going to assume that I'll have a bit of a different perspective than most of the class on the events of 9/11. I was in the 3rd grade (like Kayla wrote about) but I was also living in New Jersey with both parents working in New York City. We were told at school that anyone who had parents working in the city who picked them up was to come to the office after school, that was all we heard. I remember...
Violence in the World
In Baudrillard's piece from The Spirit of Terrorism, he makes one point that especially sticks out to me. He says on page 4024, of the towers falling, how they seemed to be "committing suicide in a blaze of glory. For it is that superpower which, by its unbearable power, has formented all this violence which is endemic throughout the world, and hence that (unwittingly) terroristic imagination which dwells in all of us." The imagery of the towers committing suicide leaves such an appalling...
Varieties of Religious Experience
All casualties matter, none matter more or less than any other, but each event has a different impact on us individually and as a nation. The difference with the attacks on 9/11 is that it happened in our country, on our soil. We, as a nation, had to face that fact that we were not invincible. John Updike's story, Varieties of Religious Experience, gives the reader a glimpse of how the events of 9/11 effected a handful of lives. Even though the story is fiction, I think...
"Does reality actually outstrip fiction?" -Baudrillard
“Does reality actually outstrip fiction?”(Baudrillard4027). Reality is the basis of our world. Factuality defines us. When does the idolization of violence trump the dissidence of verity? The human mind feasts upon the the travesties amid our world. It is in a sense, our own personal cinema. Although mostly unconscious thought, the globalization and detriment of it’s failures brings forth a sense of excitement. The collapse of the Twin Towers for the world represented the fall from power. “Whereas we were dealing before with an uninterrupted profusion of banal images and a seamless flow of sham events, the terrorist act in New York has resuscitated both images and events”(Baudrillard4026). The event of terrorism brought a sense of realism into the minds of many Americans, which quickly transcended into “the act of violence.” September eleventh become a spoken date throughout all American households. It ascended beyond a historical event into a symbol of Patriotism and disparagement against United States soil. The glorification created a sense of mysticism encompassing the event. It was no longer history, but yet a cinematic production. “This is our theatre of cruelty, the only one we have left-extraordinary in that it unites the most extreme degree of the spectacular and the highest level of challenge... It is at one and the same dazzling micromodel of a kernel of real violence with the maximum possible echo”(Baudrillard4027). The dramatization of the Twin Towers will forever embody the fall of American. The greatest power was brought down. The collapse will be continually exalted as the day America felt true violence; the day terrorism ceased American power.
Thursday, November 6, 2014
I Was Only in Third Grade
Reading the multi-media presentation on 9/11 was rough. I was in third grade when this happened, I didn't really understand what was happening. We were TOLD it was a tragedy, we were TOLD it was a devastating, but we couldn't really understand. As a wife, listening to the message of the wife to her husband immediately brought me to tears, I can't imagine anyone listening to this message, and not being moved emotionally. I think this presentation puts us in the right frame of mind though....
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Maus II
Maus II was definitely an adult visual story. In the story I wasn’t sure what kind of
animal or man was the narrator. Everyone
wore a mask. Did this signify that people wear masks all the time and no one
can clearly be recognized? The narrator
is a commercial success but feels depressed and has survivor remorse because
his dad survived the holocaust. He sits
at his desk as the bodies pile up. The even bodies do not have human faces they
are only emaciated corpses....
In the Ruins of the Future
“In the Ruins of the Future” Delillo has captured the
disbelieved and horror that this could happen to the United States. The idealistic nation woke up to a nightmare
on 9/11. I too thought when I first saw
the news reports that a plane had struck the tower and that the pilot must have
been drunk or high to not have missed such a large target as a building. Never
did it cross my mind but of course when the second tower was hit there could be
no mistake. The terrorists...
Sunday, November 2, 2014
New York Day Women
In Haiti when you get hit by a car, the owner of the car get's out and kicks you for getting blood on his bumper.
I see a parallel between the car owner and the narrator and the victim and her mother. The narrator can't help but feel ashamed of her mother at times, she feels like she's suffered due to her mother's cultural differences and eccentricities. She blames her mother, if subtly and sometimes unconsciously, for some of her own struggles in the US. Really her mother was the...
As Children Together
I can't get the last stanza of "As Children Together" out of my head:
If you read this poem, write to me
I have been to Paris since we parted
It's amazing how childhood dreams and promises stick with us - how they seem more important to fulfill. Everything that has gone on between these two women, everything that's happened since they last saw each other - I can completely understand this to be one of the most important things that's transpired since their last meeting. I...
Day Woman
I think it's a pretty amazing thing to be able to see your mother for the woman she is and not just the parent that she is to you. This story encompassed that moment that you first see your mother in a new light and you're able to process part of who she is outside of your personal relationship. Although the narrator is specifially describing her mother I think she purposefully included attributes that make her mother relatable to all mothers. "My mother, who talks to herself when she...
Saturday, November 1, 2014
"Daddy" Essay Pre-write
Daddy
Pleats of frozen tundra encompass the the barren land. The tint of crimson smirches the odious, earthen decay. Monotonous circulation of sentry survey the domain. Thump. Thump. Thump. Is it the trudge of the covetous mercenary or rather the palpitation of a blackened heart? As the stream of consciousness emanates amidst the movement of locution, a transference of setting becomes apparent. Auschwitz befalls the nameless town of Polish decent. The rivulet of German tongue intertwines within the torrent a young girls adolescence. As Sylvia Plath capitulates the obligatory reverence of her overbearing father within her poem “Daddy,” a sense of retribution is bestowed upon the once daunted child through literary deliverance. Plath necessitates the emancipation from within the brooding womb of her father’s callous constraint using metaphors, diction, negative capability, and an ever flowing stream of consciousness throughout the pith of a single poetic meter in saying “if I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two- the vampire who said he was you and drank my blood for a year, seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There’s a stake in your fat black heart and the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through”(Plath3055).
The immensity of the inhumane nature of man holds vast significance as humanity encompasses both darkness and warmth. The influence of brutality imposed upon a credulous daughter as she ascends into womanhood can be beheld through the metaphoric nature of Sylvia Plath’s interpretative stanza. Satirically, Plath delineates the inherent disposition of her father in saying “the vampire who said he was you and drank my blood for a year”(Plath3055). Through a metaphoric state, Plath equates her father to that of a blood sucking vampire. She does so to relate the noxious influence her father held within her life. He forced upon her values in which womanhood became on obligation. In using metaphors, Plath brings forth the reality of her oppressive father in such a way that it becomes tangible. Plath affirms her sentiment in sayings “there’s a stake in your fat black heart and the villagers never liked you”(Plath3055). Plath’s father becomes gluttonous amid the power of man. The fat black heart also characterizes the moonless sky in which her father’s soul wanders perpetually. Never will he see the light of day, the strength of womanhood, nor the fortitude of his own kin. It his through the metaphoric nature of Plath that her portrayal of a crude patriarch manifest into a discernible man.
The exaggerated, poetic diction Plath entails within her poem “Daddy” brings forth a raw portrayal of the lasting effects her father’s tyranny held within her life. Plath illuminates the monstrous nature of her father and his everlasting effects in saying “if I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two- the vampire who said he was you”(Plath3055). Through diction, Plath compiles her necessity through meaningful, elemental writing to subdue the immortality of her father’s invective cruelty. She composes her work in such a way as to concentrate her hostility on effects of her father’s provoking fallacy involving the bondage of the female psyche. Plath concludes in saying “Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through”(Plath3055). The use of profanity emanates the abhorrence felt for her father. The explicit diction, too, depicts the respect no longer held for her father. There was a time in which he was respected out of fear, but now she is liberated. Through diction, Plath renders herself free from under the oppressive hand of her father.
The ambiguous mind also finds room for doubt. Throughout the poem “Daddy,” Plath depicts the malice ways of her father, yet through all her tales of deceit, she entails the continuation and contemplation of her fathers wrong doings. It is as if Plath is unable to separate herself from ensnarement of her father’s psychological restraints. Negative capability becomes entangled amongst Plath’s liberation. The stanza concludes in saying “Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through”(Plath3055). Plath declares herself independent from the wrath of her father, yet there is still a question as to if she withholds a piece of his reign within. It is uncertain as to how Plath will continue. Can she uncouple the ravenous lies feasting upon her weakened vitality? The irresolution within Plath’s work adds a sense of Romanticism as it explores further into humanity. Her inability to cease all thoughts of her father result in the questioning of her ability to move forward successfully in life. Plath has overcome much oppression in her lifetime, but will she ever be capable of relieving herself of her father’s hatred in such a way that it no longer impacts her state of being? The hesitancy and inability of Plath to diminish her father’s lasting effects delineates negative capability. What is to become of Sylvia Plath?
The mind continuously revels in the inquisition of the world. Seldom are the thoughts made tangible. It is when the thoughts begin to manifest beyond the mind, that humanity feels the anguish of fellow man. Plath depicts a sense of stream of consciousness within her work to create a palpable visualization of her father’s cruelty. As Plath succumbs to the hatred within, she declares her father in a vampiric state in saying “the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you”(Plath3055). The thought uncoils itself from deep within. The words flow steadily from the cortex through the nerve endings onto paper. Her thought is raw. It is matter of fact. It is with Plath’s transcendence that her emotions come to life. Her thought is tangible. Her words powerful. The realization of Plath’s stream of consciousness creates a sense of realism to her story. She once lived and felt. Her words became a statement; a statement of freedom. With her cry, a single woman was heard. With her voice, she set the oppressed free. Unbeknownst to Plath, a nation was liberated.
With a dream that one day woman will no longer be woman, but yet humans, the need for equality to prevail above sexism began. Fathers began ascertaining the necessity to teach their daughters to become formidable. Ascension into womanhood became a blessing, not a curse. Syliva Plath laid the stones for the pathway to justice. With her works, she engaged a war in favor of woman’s rights. “Daddy” began a movement. Plath depicted the oppression of woman through the malevolent misdoings of her own father. From a young age Plath endured the persistence of her father’s psychological disparagement. Her father depicted femininity as an impairment. It was through turmoil that Plath rose. Although, her father passed at a young age, his reign become forever entrapped amidst her cognition. It is though Plath’s depiction of metaphors, diction, negative capability and stream of consciousness that she was able to bestow her views on the oppression of woman. The writings of Plath precluded the continuation man’s reign.
Friday, October 31, 2014
New York Day Woman
New York Day Woman reminded me of
some of my relatives. I had an Aunt Annie
and she was from Czechoslovakia. She traveled all over the city using public
transportation. She was also very
frugal. I think that this woman has also
been tested by poverty and knows the value of saving and not being
extravagant. She is confident in a quiet
way. She knows the world and is comfortable being who she is. The daughter however, is ashamed of her
mother. ...
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Acclimated to Death
I chose this poem because it was one of the very first things I ever read in a college course and since this is one of that last college courses before my first degree I thought it's would be interesting to analyze a piece of writing I read and analyzed about 4 years ago. (Geesh this took far to long to graduate) The first time I read this I remember loving the set up, and I still do. The poet isn't simply reciting a poem, they're telling a story, giving the facts. There's very little...
Forche
The choice of word hands at the end of the section of The Country between Us, by Carolyn Forche was interesting to me. The last line in the poem reads, "Tenderness is in the hands." What a true statement. The government held the power of life and death in their hands and did not seem to show much tenderness. Both poems depict graphic images of human cruelty and serious human rights violations. The government of El Salvador had the power in their hands to...
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