Megan Ferguson
October 3, 2012
Understanding Literature
Dr. Juniper Ellis
Opposites
The two poems, the
short story, and my experience at Zen Mediation all fall under the same
umbrella. This umbrella can be categorized as one that reflects an opposite
belief that I first originally had about each story, poem, or experience. In The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan
Poe, the narrator, Montresor, approaches the situation at hand in a different
tactic that differs from the method that I expected. Barbara Hamby also
approaches the way of describing the materialistic and consumed lifestyle of
Americans in a unique way in the poem Ode
to American English. This unique manner also arises from the works of John
Ciardi in the poem titled Suburban with
the situational irony that occurs. A reaction that was different than what I
originally expected was with my Zen Mediation experience last night.
Barbara Hamby
describes the materialistic American society in a very unique way. This way
made it hard to distinguish if she was portraying the negative or positive side
of our American culture. She begins to list all the popular American
contributes such as “its pill-popping Hungarians goulash of everything” or
“their Doris Day optimism” Her tone is unique what poking fun at Americas
society. What surprised me about this poem was when I first read the title I
thought this piece of literature would be a list of all the amazing things that
American has to offer. Hambly does this in an interesting manner which was
opposite from how I thought she would approach it.
In the poem, Suburban, John Ciardi transforms Mrs.
Friar into a symbolic figure of the suburbs by speaking through this incident with
the dog. How the narrator approached the situation is not how I intended it
would play out. This is an example of
situational irony that is presented because the outcome was significantly
different from what was expected At first I believed that after Mr. Ciardi
talked to Mrs. Friar on the phone, he would not clean up the “large repulsive
object” because his dog “was in Vermont with my son, who had gone fishing.”. He
agrees to comply and picks up the turd and brings it to his own property.
The Zen mediation
class that I was apart of helped me understand how different my feelings before
and after this mediation was. I walked over to this mediation class with a
racing mind and a fast walked pace. I had a million thoughts running through my
head. “What if I do something wrong?” “What if they know I’m the new person?”
“I have a Spanish test tomorrow!” All of these non-stop thoughts clouded around
me as I settled into the mediation room. It turns out that I have newfound love
for mediation. Although I couldn’t get my posture quite right and I found
myself becoming increasingly frustrated with myself as I began to think about
other things, this mediation was the best endeavor that has happened to me of
course, besides going to my Understanding Lit class of course! (J) I felt an
overwhelming sense of stillness in my life. As I am always hustling and
bustling through my days, this physical, mental, and emotional stillness was
not what I was expecting.
The two poems, the
short story, and my new-born mediation love all revolve around the idea that
one must not judge a book by its cover or title. These four matters all had in
common the pre-conceived notion I had about all of them and how it changed as I
analyzed and interpreted each piece.
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