Let me be the first person to say, i totally called Hamlet was going to die at the end of the play! However…the one thing i could not accept is the fact Shakespeare left numerous loose ends. I realize it is how he always finishes his plays, but for once, could he please finish with a happy ending? :P

Anyways, even though Bill did not end the play quite how i would have liked, he kept my attention and continued to create tension. In the last scene of act V, all the insanity and chaos of the characters come together in one final battle. Claudius accidentally poisons Gertrude, Laertes is accidentally killed by his own plot, Hamlet forces death upon Claudius, and finally, Hamlet himself dies in a tragic, yet heroic, dual.  Now, hear ye, hear ye, if that is not action at its best, i do not know what is!

Overall, i have a few questions for Shakespeare:

1) Is there any reason why Horatio lives to tell the story of Hamlet? I will agree with the fact he is the wisest and smartest character throughout the entire play, but why leave him to explain what happened?

2) Why is Ophelia even in the play? Obviously Hamlet is in love with her, and yet, she completely breaks his heart and creates nothing more than a hand-full of dramatic irony. If you ask me, it is just plain rude that Hamlet was tortured by a woman who in the end, committed suicide.

3) Did Hamlet realize it was Polonius behind the curtain or did he truly believe it was Claudius? At this point in the play, Hamlet surprised me when he blindly, and boldly for that matter, killed the person listening in on his conversation.

To conclude, i really enjoyed play. This is one of the only works of Shakespeare in which i can say i fully understood, and enjoyed it as a whole! :)

In Act IV, Shakespeare uses a mix of tragedy, comedy, and insanity to bring the play to a conclusion. If i had to take an educated, impartial guess i would definitely say the ratio of those three components is about 10% : 10% : 80% :) Overall, act iv contains numerous events that help in the falling action of the play, including Ophelia’s death, mad scheming between Laertes and Claudius, and Hamlet being sent away to England. Throughout this act i found that insanity makes a comeback and spreads to nearly every character causing conflict after conflict.

One thing that really stuck out to me is Hamlet’s soliloquy at the end of scene iv, when he realizes getting revenge has ultimately caused chaos and calamity. Hamlet becomes torn between anger and denial because all of the things that have happened to him (aka his father’s death, Ophelia turning on him, Polonius’ death, etc), and concludes he must, in a timely fashion, seek revenge upon Claudius. Specifically, at the beginning of his speech Hamlet says: “How all occasions do inform against me, And spur my dull revenge! What is a man If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. Sure, he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and godlike reason to fust in us unused.” To put it simply, Hamlet observes how the passing army can send innocent people into battle who would gladly give up their lives for their country; however he cannot kill Claudius because he fears what might happen. Later on, Hamlet says: “Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honor’s at the stake.”  At this point, Hamlet realizes he must give up his own desires and put an effort towards avenging his murdered father. Along with this aspect, Hamlet is continuing on in his journey to find a true place in society, and takes this time to observe the world around him, concluding morality and honor comes with great sacrifice.

 

In my opinion, act III provides the most essential details and helps strengthen the main point of the play: Hamlet’s revenge upon King Claudius. Throughout all of the third act, Hamlet gives many speeches to the audience, in which he analyzes certain events and questions the true meaning of life. Of course, he delivers the soliloquy of all soliloquies, the famous 2B or not 2B, which in my opinion, this was the best out of the other 6 times i’ve heard/read it.

The one conclusion i have officially come to is that Hamlet is in fact crazy. Numerous times, he proclaims he is merely “acting” the part of crazy so that no one will know of what is happening; however, in my book he has long passed the point of sanity, and has moved on to “distrubed” and/or “mentally unstable.” This is especially apparent when Ophelia talks to Hamlet about their relationship. Disregarding whether or not Hamlet ever did love Ophelia, he treates her as if she is a complete stranger and even has the nerve to tell her to move into a nunnery after what she did. He denies the fact he ever wrote letters to her, and practically called her stupid for believing he ever loved her. And to think i actually believed Hamlet all this time? Tsk Tsk. Could i have been any more gullible?

wait! I take back my claim. Hamlet is still somewhat of a genius, well, if you ignore his craziness that is, because of his scheme to guilt Claudius. Although he has completely checked out of reality, for Hamlet to devise a plan such as he did is simply amazing. Which brings me to point number two. Since when does Claudius have a conscience? I mean really, who knew? He went from being wreckless murderer to feeling sorry for his mistakes.

Well, my claim remains as it was earlier. I give Bill a 10 out of 10 for writing a masterpiece. Bravo! or is it Brava? we’ll just go with bravo! :)

Act two started off somewhat frustrating for me. Polonius obviously wants the best for his kids; however he treats them as if they constantly need parental supervision. This is why i’ve decided he is one of the un-coolest fathers out there. No joke. Do not pass go. Do not collect 200 dollars. :P Does he not realize they need to live their own life? I mean, common, was it really necessary to send someone to spy on Laertes? Although, despite my ranting and him being slightly controlling, i do understand from where he is coming. After all, he is the parent, and he does have the right to know what his son is doing.

moving on to the next point at hand…

hamlet is Hilarious. with a capital ‘H’!

case and point. end of story. etc…etc…

oh wait, just kidding, our posts have to be 250 words or more. Well then, let us continue on with my novel of a response :)

During act two scene two, Hamlet uses a lot of puns when talking to Polonius and tricks him into believing he is truly crazy, (which we all know is completely false, right? anyone with me?) For example, Polonius asks Hamlet of what he is reading, and he replies with a witty and mocking response, “Slanders, sir. For the satirical rogue says here that old men have gray beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful lack of wit, together with most weak hams—all which, sir, though I most powerfully and potently believe, yet I hold it not honesty to have it thus set down; for yourself, sir, should be old as I am, if like a crab you could go backward.” To plainly state it, Hamlet is mocking Polonius. Although he is not saying the nicest things, it still is quite funny. If that is not comedy at its best, i don’t know what is!

Overall, i am really liking the play. Excellent work Bill. I give you a 10 out of 10 (so far) :)

Well the day has come for yet another blog post! I’m just going to come right out and say it that I am not the biggest fan of Shakespeare. When we checked it out from the library, I was skeptical to believe this encounter of Will was going to be any more enthralling than the last one. Thus far, well Act I that is, i am finding myself very interested in reading the play, and am excited to see in what direction Shakespeare is leading me!

 

(AKA I’m actually enjoying Shakespeare. Wait, what? Hold the phone! Did I actually just say that?)

 

anyway…

 

In Act I scene ii, Hamlet renders his first soliloquy to the audience, where we find him in a state of grief and anger. While giving his speech, Hamlet makes it a point to analyze the events that recently occured within his family. He remembers the sincere happiness and love between his parents, and how less than two months later, his mother has already remarried. I definitely agree with Hamlet here. I mean, hello-o? Is anybody home? No one cares that his father died! Obviously he is in a state of shock, and here is the mother telling him to get over it like she is all that and a bag of chips. Way to be supportive mom. Pardon me, but i have a lot of compassion for Hamlet. Although i have not lost my mom or dad, i have experienced the death of loved ones. Because of this, i can truthfully say it does not take 2 months to get over a loss.

 

moving on :P

 

ACT I SCENE 5!!!

There are no words to describe the complete and utter shock that occurs in this part of the play. I cannot believe Hamelt’s Uncle killed the King! In class, we discussed the possibility of the mother being the killer, and so i believed it was going to happen that way. It is almost as if we are playing the board game Clue. My guess was the Mother in the Palace with the Sword, but i was way wrong! It was the Uncle in the Orchard with the Poisin! haha, anyways, i agree with the Ghost: Hamlet must get revenge!

 

This is just to say, but i found one thing to be extremely hilarious. When Hamlet makes the guards swear they never saw anything and the Ghost echoes the word ”swear!” each time Hamlet does,  even though it is a very serious part in the play, Shakespeare definitely gave me a good chuckle. 10 points to the genius who created this master piece.

 

Sadly, dear reader, i must bid you farewell for a short time. 

Ta Ta for Now.

: )

(mrs. hazle, i tried formating my poem so had stanza breaks, but edublogs would not let me, so in total my poem is broken into 5 stanzas, each one ending at the line “for the years pass by and i move on”.)

Who is the person i am destined to be?

I watch as the shade of wisdom transforms me;

Oh simple things, where have you gone?

For the years pass by and i move on.

TIme dwindles away and fades out of sight,

As does the sun into that good night.

Oh simple things, where have you gone?

For years pass by as i move on.

Is it any wonder?

That the sun, moon, and stars do whisper,

Oh the simple things, where have they gone?

For years pass by and i move on.

The ticking of a distant clock,

Keeps steady the beat as i slowly walk,

Oh simple things, where have you gone?

For years pass by as i move on.

I feel the earth beneath my feet,

Sitting by the lake, i am complete.

Oh, but the simple things, where have you gone?

For the years pass by and i have to move on.

In this assignment, i tried creating a poem similar in style to that of Theodore Roethke. When i started coming up with ideas, the first thing that came to my mind was it should contain a rhyme scheme, as most of his poetry followed strict patterns; however, that was my last concern when actually writing the poem, as i could work around such obstacle. Secondly, i took a broader look at his work and found he wrote a lot about reality and nature, so i though to myself it would also be a good idea to incorporate strong imagery. Lastly, when coming up with ideas, i also took a look at Roethke’s poem, “The Waking.” Through the entire spring research project, i found myself drawn to the exquisite word choice and repetition of certain sentences because it really made me think deeper than the literal meaning. As a result, i came up with a poem that contained all of these ideas and that would also make a person really think about the meaning. I entitled it, “An Autumn Voice,” because the use of nature, but also to describe the “hush” feeling of tranquility and uncertainty.

Overall, i really enjoyed this assignment! When we did the fall research paper, i felt overwhelmed because i had to learn the many skills of researching, finding resources, and making scholarly connections; however, this time, i felt a lot more comfortable putting these skills to the test. I also appreciated the flexibility we had for each post. Although there were specific guidelines we had to follow, the prompts Mrs. Hazle gave us were open-ended and up for our own interpretation, which allowed for a more creative and exciting post. The only part of this blogging assignment i found to be difficult was the time constraints. I felt as though i could have done a deeper analysis and more thorough explanation of my poet if i had only had a bit more time to complete my posts. This would have given me more time to gather scholarly resources and draw connections between poets. Even though we only had one week to write and publish our posts, it did force me to get the research done and not put it off. When i first started this project, i found myself very skeptical that i would have to do work because it was less formal than writing a research paper. Man oh man, was i wrong! Throughout the past few weeks, i have become an expert on Theodore Roethke, and through extensive research, I learned about a poet i never even knew existed! As a whole, blogging was an excellent idea for our spring research project. I hope next year’s honor english class enjoys it as much as i did! :)

Here are the posts i posted throughout the project!

(note: a couple of blogs i attempted to post on, that were not in the realm of our class, would not allow me to post my comment, but here are the links to the sites Drake Hicks and Linda Sue Grimmes)

jessegr1

hey jess…did you know it was six feet long and carried by the servant? ahaha just kidding. just thought i’d add a little ‘creative’ humor to this project :)

anyways, after taking a look at the life of charles bukowski, i’m beginning to realize how many similarities Roethke and him have in their personal lives. First off, you said: “Bukowski was devastated after his first real love, Jane Cooney Baker, passed away” and “gave up and quit writing for almost ten years, and retrospectively calls his hiatus from writing a “ten-year-drunk.” Theodore Roethke was an avid writer of poetry (and maybe slightly more prosperous than Bukowski right off the bat); however he experienced extreme mood swings and terrible love affairs (similar to Bukowski) that left him hopeless, devastated, and disappointed. Because Roethke had an abusive childhood, his anger and frustration with his father effected the way he lived his life as an adult. So maybe our poets have something in common here? I guess i’ll have to take a closer look.

katieegr1

well hello there katie :)
i was taking a look at your poet, Robert Hayden, and i realized just how much he has in common with my poet, Theodore Roethke. Growing up, Roethke lived a similar childhood in which his alcoholic father severely abused him and his mother did nothing to stop him in fear he would do the same to her. You quoted Rampersad when he said: “Hayden was a man subjected virtually from the start of his life to harsh personal pressures that might easily have silenced someone less courageous.” This directly relates to Roethke’s life. As a young child, Roethke was forced to take care of himself and live a life of independence because his parents were inept in doing so. Because of this, his poetry reflects his personal experiences and life lessons he learned since he was a small boy. Now that i think about it, Hayden and Roethke have very similar lives. I guess i might just have to take a further look into this…

skyeegr1

skye,

after reading your post, I realized that our poets have a lot more in common than i though! Your poet, Robert Graves, was influenced by T.S. Eliot, just like mine, Theodore Roethke. Even thought, I didn’t do my post on Eliot, when I was researching I saw that he actually influenced Roethke quite a bit!

In your post, you said: “Not only are Eliot and Graves similar in their poetry but also in one specific belief of theirs. They both felt a rejection towards the present world, feeling that it was becoming too industrialized, nontraditional, and even corrupted.” In his poem, “The Waking,” Roethke uses the repetition of certain lines to convey this philosophy. On a literal level, Roethke is saying he takes full advantage of every opportunity and lives everyday without regrets; however, underneath this, he also stresses the necessity to break away from the mold of society.

Anyways, as you can see, Graves and Roethke have quite the same belief system represented throughout much of their poetry. There’s some quality intertextuality for you to enjoy! :P

laurenegr1

lauren,

So, after reading your post, I realized that our poets have a lot more in common than i thought, in the fact that Langston Hughes was also influenced by Walt Whitman, just like mine, Theodore Roethke.

In your post, you said: “It is easy to see Whitman’s elaborate language and descriptions of nature around him as an influence on Hughes’ work, because the latter often wrote about the same types of things.” In his poem, “Elegy for Jane,” Roethke describes his extreme sorrow and grief of the death of his student by using images of nature; however underneath this sadness, he also uses nature to describe the beauty and vibrancy of his student when she was alive.

As you can see, the value Whitman placed on nature and life is apparent in both the work of Hughes and Roethke. And this is just to say, but i, too, worked with the Walt Whitman and Langston Hughes during the fall research paper, and many of the ideas you posted are similar to the ones that i wrote about. Great work! :D

Well here i go again, typing away, very fast and furiously if i don’t say so myself, at yet another blog post! This time; however, i have decided to take a look at the connection Roethke and poet Dylan Thomas. “Thomas was born in Whales on October 27, 1914. Similar to Roethke, he grew up continuously trying to escape the bonds of school and instead independently analyze the work numerous scholars and poets, some of his favorites include, T.S. Eliot, D.H Lawrence, and W.H Auden” (Dylan).

Between Roethke and Thomas, one can observe a direct correlation in style and imagery. Both use vivid descriptions and a rhythmic meter which allow the reader to attach to their poetry on a deeper level than what first meets the eye.

In his most famous poem, “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night,” Thomas writes to his dying father; expressing his true feelings of the grim situation.

“Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

Blogger Linda Sue Grimes writes; “Dylan Thomas’ father had been a robust, militant man most of his life, and when in his eighties, he became blind and weak, his son was disturbed seeing his father become “soft” and “gentle.” In this poem, Thomas is rousing his father to continue being the fierce man he had previously been.” Obviously disturbed by apparent weakness, Thomas wrote this poem to revive spirit and energy into his dying father; however he uses such descriptive language, one cannot help but become attached to his desperation and hopelessness. Similarly, Roethke reveals in much of his poetry, his value of life as well as his outlook on death. For example, in his poem, “Elegy for Jane,” Roethke writes a poem in memory of a dear student who died in an accident. He describes his extreme sorrow and grief by using serene depictions of nature; however underneath this sadness, he also uses that nature to describe the beauty and vibrancy of his student when she was alive.

“A wren, happy, tail into the wind,
Her song trembling the twigs and small branches. The shade sang with her;
The leaves, their whispers turned to kissing,
And the mould sang in the bleached valleys under the rose.”

Overall, Thomas had a large impact on Roethke’s life. Not only did he share the same passion for life and all that it is worth, but he also believed in the power of imagery as a means to connect with the reader on a more intimate level.

This is just to say, but at the end of my research i noticed both Thomas and Roethke heavily struggled with alcoholism. In fact, the cause is directly linked to the death of loved ones at a young age, which ironically happen to both be of their father. Hmmm, correct me if i am wrong, but i think i sense some major intertextuality going on between the two of them?

“Biography of Dylan Thomas.” Poetry Connection. 26 Mar. 2009 <http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Dylan_Thomas>.

“Dylan Thomas.” Poets.Org. 26 Mar. 2009 <http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/150>.

The fascinating and utterly amazing intertextuality between the astonishing Theodore Roethke and a major poet. Are you ready? Alright! Let’s dig in!

The main influences revealed in Roethke’s poetry take the shape of major 19th century Transcendentalists including Ralph Waldo Emerson and Walt Whitman. “The main theme in Transcendentalism is essentially broken down into the idea that individuality and self-reliance is a necessary means to survive in a disorderly society.” (Campbell). In simple terms, Transcendentalists believe the way to live a prudent life is to flee from the materialism of the world, and if you are like Henry David Thoreau, abandon society and move onto a lake in the middle of nowhere. Not that I have anything against them, but news flash Transcendentalists, there is probably not a single human being who can do just that. Find me anyone who is willing to give up Facebook (or any technological device) for a few years and instead observe nature, and I will humbly swallow my pride and walk away from the subject. Anyways, pardon my departure from the main topic at stake :) George Wolff writes in his book, Theodore Roethke, how the concept of individuality formed Roethke’s belief in the essentialness of somehow “escaping” from the conveniences of society.

“Like the Transcendentalists, Roethke saw that the growth of a true identity was jeopardized by the apparently unlimited proliferation of society’s institutions” (Wolff 21).

In his poem, “The Waking,” Roethke uses the repetition of the line, “I wake to sleep and take my waking slow,” and “i learn by going where i have to go” to convey the philosophy by which he lived his life. On a literal level, Roethke is saying he takes full advantage of every opportunity and lives everyday without regrets; however, underneath this, he also stresses the necessity to break away from the mold of society and become self-reliant. Similarly, Walt Whitman, who agreed with Ralph Waldo Emerson when he wrote in his essay entitle, Self Reliance, “Society is a wave. The wave moves onward, but the water of which it is composed does not” (Ralph), also believed in order to gain true wisdom and knowledge, one must break free from the stronghold of society. Walt Whitman, a poet and philosopher who lived during the 19th century, bridged the gap between Transcendentalism and Realism by using vivid imagery to portray the world in which he lived. Specifically, in section 1 of the poem, “Song of Myself,” Whitman uses the first person narrative “I” to symbolize his belief that one must become self-reliant.

“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.” (Whitman)

Not only here, but throughout the entirety of the poem, Whitman praises his earthly existence and emphasizes his happiness as an individual. Like Whitman, and Emerson for that matter, throughout much of his poetry Roethke takes into his own hands the meaning of self-reliance. He writes on the topic as if it is not an absolute necessity, but more of an acquired wisdom a person achieves throughout their lifetime.

The other idea embedded within Transcendentalism that strongly influenced Roethke is the physicality of nature as a living object, and the one person who captured this realism was, in fact, Walt Whitman. Throughout his book of poems, Leaves of Grass, Whitman lifts up nature as if it were a supreme being and praises it for its infinite beauty. Specifically, In his poem, “Song of Myself,” he uses strong imagery to symbolize nature as universal.

“I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun,
I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.

I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.” (Whitman)

In this section, Whitman speaks of how even after his death, his spirit will always remain apart of the earth. Because he admires and respects the beauty of nature, he believes once his physical life is over, his soul will become similar to that of nature; infinite and universal. Similarly, throughout much of his poetry, Roethke describes nature in a way that allows the reader to attach to its beauty. For example, in his poem, “Elegy for Jane,” Roethke describes his extreme sorrow and grief by using images of nature; however underneath this sadness, he also uses nature to describe the beauty and vibrancy of his student when she was alive.

“A wren, happy, tail into the wind,
Her song trembling the twigs and small branches. The shade sang with her;
The leaves, their whispers turned to kissing,
And the mould sang in the bleached valleys under the rose.”

Overall, Emerson and Whitman acted as primary influences in Roethke’s life and poetry. While some might argue that T.S. Eliot played a more major role in his life, one must consider that Roethke repulsed his life philosophies. Therefore by the transitive property of geometry, the 19th Transcendentalists pull ahead into first place leaving Eliot to bite the dust! :P

ciao for now

:D

Works Cited

Blessing, Richard A. Theodore Roethke’s Dynamic Vision. Don Mills, Canada: Fitzhenry and Whiteside Limited, 1974.

Campbell, Donna M. “American Transcendentalism.” Literary Movements. 21 March 2007. <http://www.wsu.edu/~campbelld/amlit/amtrans.htm>.

“Ralph Waldo Emerson.” Ralph Waldo Emerson Texts. 24 Mar. 2009 <http://www.emersoncentral.com/selfreliance.htm>.

Whitman, Walt. Leaves of Grass. Barnes and Noble, 1993.

Wolff, George . Theodore Roethke. Twayne Publishers, 1981.