English 11 Homework Help

[zombielady]

This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me--
The simple News that Nature told--
With tender Majesty

Her Message is committed
To Hands I cannot see--
For love of Her -- sweet -- countrymen --
Judge tenderly -- of Me.

A "teen angle" on Dickenson

This is to the people I love
Who could care less about me
Yeah you, parents.
Who did nothing but control me

You did this
and I don't know why
You say because you love me,
but you don't have a clue

-I would sooo not turn that in if I were you... Or maybe you should...

[15fan]

I'd just turn in a blank paper, take the 0, and find other more productive ways to spend your time.

Like clipping your toe nails, sorting through the junk mail, or pretty much anything else.

Poetry interpretation is one of the truly great wastes of time.

And that's pretty much a direct quote from my college room mate, a language / literature professor who specializes in interpreting 20th century French poetry.

[Degenerate39]

I'd just turn in a blank paper, take the 0, and find other more productive ways to spend your time.

Like clipping your toe nails, sorting through the junk mail, or pretty much anything else.

Poetry interpretation is one of the truly great wastes of time.

And that's pretty much a direct quote from my college room mate, a language / literature professor who specializes in interpreting 20th century French poetry.

I just finished the assignment today while the teacher was rambling.

[marcshoe]

I'd just turn in a blank paper, take the 0, and find other more productive ways to spend your time.

Like clipping your toe nails, sorting through the junk mail, or pretty much anything else.

Poetry interpretation is one of the truly great wastes of time.

And that's pretty much a direct quote from my college room mate, a language / literature professor who specializes in interpreting 20th century French poetry.

My response as a poetry lover to that:

MUCH madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’T is the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.



Or maybe that was Emily's response.


It's the real thing-- :