Sunday, October 31, 2010
Response Questions for 11/1
Comparing the two different stories they do seem to be structured the same, especially with how they word both of the stories it seems to resemble a lot. But also the things that play out seem to do the same for this as well in both stories. The shorter story doesn't seem to take place in just one location though which also makes it different along with the characterization as well. Another bigger difference is the setting too. The short story goes play by play action as they lay each other out. Trifles doesn't seem to do this as much which seems to make it a harder reading in the end. I do like Trifles more though it seems to make the reading harder so you actually get more of a reward by the time you are done reading and feel more accomplished on what you have just read. It gives the reader more outcome.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Response Question for 10/4
In the poem "My Last Dutchess" by Robert Browning, he reveals his past through a portrait that he keeps speaking of. The portrait is a painting of his late wife and he describes many things about her. You can tell he's speaking of her through the title of the poem. When he gets to talking about her he doesn't seem very fond of her or her actions that she committed when alive. He says in the poem "She had a heart - how shall I say? too soon made glad." This shows how easy she was at showing emotions towards anyone, not just personal people. Showing emotion to everyone is never a good factor to have. In other words it sounds to me that she was sleeping around or she was not a very good wife. Either way the narrator seems to have a huge problem with his late wife.
I think that he is speaking to someone besides the reader about his late wife as well. He seems to speak of her in a tone that would have you guess that someone in the poem is actually listening to him give his monologue about her.
I think that he is speaking to someone besides the reader about his late wife as well. He seems to speak of her in a tone that would have you guess that someone in the poem is actually listening to him give his monologue about her.
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