tirsdag 1. september 2009

Daylight (War poets)



About war poets...

War is an interesting environment for a poet. A war poem usually reflects around what feelings a soldiers goes trough during war.

In the beginning of WW1, poets where brought up in a romantic era, where dignity was more relevant to write about when it came to war. Their expectation to the war was different from what they experienced throughout the period. Machine guns and tanks was a surprise to many young soldiers, and a change in character of war fare. The “anti-war” poems slowly became more common as the war showed it's horrible and tragic sides.

Siegfried Sassoon was a poet with a very powerfull meaning about war. He among few other poets, survived the war. He was later hospitalized.

Street Spirit (Poem: Does it matter?)

A poem...

DOES it matter?--losing your legs?...
For people will always be kind,
And you need not show that you mind
When the others come in after hunting
To gobble their muffins and eggs.

Does it matter?--losing your sight?...
There's such splendid work for the blind;
And people will always be kind,
As you sit on the terrace remembering
And turning your face to the light.

Do they matter?--those dreams from the pit?...
You can drink and forget and be glad,
And people won't say that you're mad;
For they'll know you've fought for your country
And no one will worry a bit.



1.Losing your legs, losing your sight and losing your dreams is the three effects of the war on a soldier this poem touch on.

2.The poem reflects on the attitude that great wars were fought by working-class men on both sides and that the people they were fighting for, were often more the enemy than the people they were fighting against. This is shown in the repeating sentence: “people will always be kind” as long as you fought for you country. The poem says that the people who didn't fight in the war themselves goes on living their lives, while the soldiers have lost big parts of their lives in the war, like their dreams, legs or their sight.

3.Our theory on why this poem has become so popular now is: it was a big honer to fight in a war for your country before, and most young boys had a dream about becoming a soldier, but now more people understand what it contains to be a soldier in a real war, and how it changes a lot of people to face death and loose so much of their life as brutal as in a war.

A Rush of Blood to the Head... (About me)



Okay so, if you take a look at the top of my blog, at that picture. Yeah, that's where I'm from. That lovely, slightly anonymous place is called Fornebu. It used to be an airport, and quite popular back then, however noisy. Now, it's quite. Almost creepy quite, but I like it that way. Then again, once a week, Fornebu isn't as quite as it usually is. You see, we have an arena here, where our football team, Stabekk, plays their matches. Sometimes popular artist play concerts there too, then the traffic in Fornebu is like nobody's business... CRAZY.

My name is Amanda, and I'm a half Norwegian, half Swedish 18 year old girl. And as you may or may not notice, the title of this post is named after a song, a song my Coldplay to be precise. I saw them live in Bergen this summer, that was amazing! By far one of my favorite bands, along with many others though. I like music, in fact, I love music. Strangely enough one of my favorite places is in the back of a car, listing to music, not hearing what people around me are talking about. Other than that I like psychology, photography, my friends and family, scary movies, televisions shows (Seinfeld, Family Guy, Nip/Tuck ect.) and acting (I was an actress in my school's second revy, that was a lot of fun! Definitely something I would recommend.). Enough about me...