asignment b. inggeris s2

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PROFILE

NAME : ZAINAB BINTI ADNAN

COURSE : PPG ( AMBILAN JUN 2011 )

OPTIONS : MATEMATIK 3

NO. IDENTIFY CARD : 781228 – 01 - 5300

DATE OF BIRTH : 28.12.1978

PLACE OF BIRTH : BATU PAHAT , JOHOR

RACE : MELAYU

ADDRESS : NO.37,KG.PT.KHALID LAUT , 86400 PARIT RAJA

BATU PAHAT

ADDRESS OF DUTY : SK AIR HITAM , BATU PAHAT

TEACHING EXPERIENCE : 12 TAHUN

SUBJECTS TAUGHT : MATEMATIK , B. MALAYSIA , SAINS

PEND.JASMANI/KESIHATAN



Peom 1 : Reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods

And over the walls I have wended;

I have climbed the hills of view

And looked at the world and descended;

I have come by the highway home,

And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,

Save those that the oak is keeping

To ravel them one by one

And let them go scraping and creeping

Out over the crusted snow,

When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,

No longer blown hither and thither;

The last lone aster is gone;

The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;

The heart is still aching to seek,But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man

Was it ever less than a treason

To go with the drift of things,

To yield with a grace to reason,

And bow and accept the end

Of a love or a season?



PEOM 1 : Reluctance

Reluctance" speaks to the fact that everything will end, and in implies thatendings in and of themselves should not be viewed in the pejorative as a rule. All

change necessitates the premise that something has ended, yet here the title of the

poem thrusts the concept of "reluctance" out of the void as it not mentioned within the

body of the work. Frost argues that reluctance is the integral factor determining

success or failure in the endeavor at hand. When stating, "I have walked..." he relays

the concept of a journey which is now surely complete.

Going further, dipping his brush in his favorite color from the palette, Frostinvokes nature, reflecting man's reluctance to change in the paradoxically warm and

cold picture of leaves, long since autumn, falling at last and blowing across the

surface of the snow. Free will arises as the journeyof the man ends, but his

feet question "wither" or where to go. Often the case with Frost, here again

he creates a labyrinth within a few short verses which ultimately leaves the reader

with a compelling paradoxical reality. Reluctance may prolong the ending of an

endeavor only to bring ill effects.

May induce the ending of an endeavor only to bring effects. Misery itself lies

within the creature at home in this poem. He or she faces the end of

something integral to his or her self.Concurrently, no replacement for this void

is known, and he or she rightfully fears rebuke from society, as Frost calls it, endings

being seen as "treason". The reluctant traveler in this work teaches us that change is

not the enemy. Reluctance to change in equal measure with reluctance not to

change leads to death. The wonderous heart had seen and felt a lot while try to find

the meaning in the void that was left after the disappearance of love.



The world chosen by the author lead the reader to think that something

is wrong and everything hurts .It is love…seen at its sunset descends and

”is ended”: ”And looked at the world, and descended;/i have come by the highway

home /And Io it is ended”. The choice of the season is not left to chance ,seems the

imagery comes to reinfoce the thoughts of the author through very vivid images

:”The leaves are all dead on the ground”,”over the crusted snow”,”scraping and

creeping”,”and the dead leaves lie huddled and still,/no longer blown hither

and thither”. The snow ,even though is suggesting purity and maybe a new

beginning, is crusted which means that everything is frozen starting with nature

and ending with the flame of love :”the last aster is gone/ the flowers of the witch-

hazel .



Poem 1 : I CARRY YOUR HEART WITH ME

i carry your heart with me (i carry it inmy heart) i am never without it (anywherei go you go, my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing, my darling)i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i wantno world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which growshigher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)



PEOM 1: : I CARRY YOUR HEART WITH ME

Summary :

E. E. Cummings’ poetry style is unique and highly visual. His typographicalindependence was an experiment in punctuation, spelling and rule-breaking. Hisstyle forces a certain rhythm into the poem when read aloud. His language is simpleand his poems become fun and playful.Cummings’ poem, “i carry your heart withme,” is about deep, profound love, the kind that keep the stars apart and that cantranscend the soul or the mind. The poem is easily read, easily spoken, and easilyunderstood by people of all ages.

The poem could almost be called a sonnet. It has nearly the right number of

lines in nearly the right combination. But, typical of a Cummings poem, it goes its owndirection and does so with great effect.

The poem makes an excellent love song when set to music. The outstandingguitarist, Michael Hedges, has set "i carry your heart" to music on his "Taproot"album, which is available through Hedges himself sings the lead, but the backingvocals are sung by David Crosby and Graham Nash.

It is actually very soppy, but pretends it isn't by mucking up the grammar andpunctuation and stuff. really good poetry tends to be much more complex than it atfirst seems, eecummings' usually turns out to be much less. E.Ecummings is talking

about love being the tree of life (not such an original idea, once you think about it) butlove is the root of the tree (that is it is where the tree starts from). In fact it is the rootof the root (absolutely where it starts from). love is also the bud of the tree (where thetree is going to), even the bud of the bud (absolutely where it is going to).



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