Danny+G.

=Love Poems=

"An August Night"

"His [|hands] were warm and small and [|knowledgeable] . When I saw them again last night, they were [|two ferrets], Playing all by themselves in a moonlit field ." by Seamus Heaney


 * Seamus Heaney's Higher Purpose **

"My Son the Man"

" Suddenly his shoulders get a lot wider, the way Houdini would [|expand] his body while people were putting him in chains. It seems no time since I would help him put on his [|sleeper], guide his calves into the shadowy interior, zip him up and toss him up and catch his weight. I cannot imagine him no longer a child , and I know I must get ready, get over my fear of men now my son is going to be one. This was not what I had in mind when he pressed up through me like a sealed trunk through the[| ice of the Hudson] , snapped the padlock, unsnaked the chains, the way Houdini studied a box to learn the way out, then smiled and let himself be manacled." by Sharon Olds


 * Sharon Olds Higher Purpose**

"The Little Red Wheelbarrow"

"so much [|depends] upon

__[|a red wheel barrow]__

[|glazed] with rain water

beside the white chickens."

by William Carlos Williams


 * William Carlos Williams Higher Purpose**

The Love Shared Between

As many people say, love should be shared and absorbed by everyone. In these peoms, each one is an example of a different kind of love. Whether the love is romantic, or friendly, or forever, its still love. "An August Night" expresses the sexual kind of love, "The little red wheel barrow" expresses the friendly kind of love, and finally the forever love, is expressed in "My son the Man". These poems all are connected through the general theme they share, which is love. Love comes in all shapes and sizes and before you know it you're wrapped up in all of them at the same time. "An August Night" and "My Son the Man" share two things. One is the relationship between a male and female. The second one is the love that bonds two human beings together. These are different because the feelings in "An August Night" are more sexual, and most definitely not the same as a bond would be between and mother and son. "The Little Red Wheelbarrow is different from the other two poems because it almost is love in the form of a memory. William Carlos Williams seems to strictly show how important and entrancing such an item can be when a person stops, looks, and enjoys the sight. In "An August Night" the theme is clearly shown through the sexual actions the man or 'ferrets' are doing to the women's body. Then, in "My Son the Man" it is expressed through the deep and strong concern the mother has for her son. She is so frightened she fines it unbarrable to let her son go. Unlike the others, "The Little Red Wheelbarrow" is very hard to see how the love can be expressed though that. Remembering poems I've read about an old pair of shoes, and tools, and hats belonging to past family members, i can understand how the wheelbarrow and the viewer can share love. I think that "An August Night" and "My Son the Man" are tied for my two first poems. I love "love", and the romantic, sexual kind of love, as every boy my age is looking for a girl as I am. Though I've always been attracted to the nature behind the romantic love, whether its a moonlit field or a sunset on the water with a girlfriend, those moments seem to show me how beautiful love can be. In "My Son the Man", I know the love and bond shared between a mother and son. My mom is a single mother and done a great job raising my brother into the men we are today. My Dad has been there too, but my mother is a stay at home mom, devoting the majority of her life to me and my brother. Though she knew of the time that would come when you have to let go, and did a very good job, (because she knew boys had to be boys) but she still went through the process and the stages of our lives with us, just to let go.