Tuesday, 22 November 2011

The Woman in this poem!

 This story is called "The woman in this poem", deffinatly not the most creative title. The poem on the other hand happens to be a lot more creative. This poem could describe the lives of many woman who want more in their lives.  The nameless woman in this poem appears to have an ideal life, she has everything that most people could only dream about. She is a mother who lives in a nice home with a loving husband. Some people may wonder what else she could be looking for. On the outside this life may seem perfect, but this woman struggles with internal conflict. This woman has a secret, as she waits for her family to come home all she wants to do is leave. Pick up the phone call her lover and take off with him. She wishes for something new and more excitment in her life.  The diction used through out this story reallys aids in the understanding of the womans feelings. When they describe her kitchen as being spotless it could represent the emptiness she feels in her life, its also described as perfectly clean the word perfect could represent her so called perfect life. This woman is realizing that she doesnt have much time left to leave and live her life the way she has always wanted too. As she stands there in the middle of her spottless kitchen we can see her growing old. She feels trapped by the life she is living, its just so predictable. The overall tone of this story is sadness and possible theme is private vs public. She live s two different lives a private life with her lover and the public life with her family. Its possible that some poeple may find this kind of behavior selfish and possibly greedy and others may beable to relate to this woman. Every year more and more people get divorsed because they aren't truely happy, life is only short you and when your time is up you don't get a second chance to do the things should have or could have done. You only get one shot so in my opinion do what makes you happy and live the way you want to live, never wait for it to be too late like the woman in this poem....



.... Spotless kitchen.

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