Month: August 2020

  • Shakespeare vs Petrarch: The Evolution of Love Sonnets

                                                                  The Evolution of the Love Sonnet It was usual for many 16th century sonneteers to continue the tradition of love poetry, wherein they lamented […]

  • Analysis of Raymond Carver’s short story “Careful”

    Analysis of Raymond Carver’s Careful There are times when we are unsure of our final decision. We have pleasant memories of a fading past and seek to wade in an uncertain river for a second time. A hesitation arises and lingers in the bad recollections, which drives us to a final test. This examination reveals […]

  • Analysis of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130- A Beautiful Subversion

    Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, […]

  • The Principles of Taoism in Ursula Le Guin’s “A Wizard of Earthsea”

    The Role of Wizardry in Earthsea Ged’s childhood associations with magic are comparable to those of any child hoping to engage in fantastic and magical acts. A child wants to summon the animals, control the elements, change shapes, and become something other than himself/herself. Their desire for power and fame and the ability to achieve […]

  • Analysis of Tibor Fischer’s Under the Frog

    The Tears of Episodic Laughter Tibor Fischer’s Under The Frog, ends with a scared, beaten-down, young man treading through the cold snow behind an injured countryman. Gyuri walks behind Kurucz in order to hide the tears streaming down his cheeks. Gyuri is defeated and depressed; he has left his small family behind, and the violent […]

  • Making Sense of Bartleby and Modern Discontent

    Imagine yourself in an empty room, with nothing in it, except a window and a desk. You go to the window and see nothing apart from a small ray of sunshine and a brick wall of another building exactly like yours. You go to your desk and open a drawer. Inside you see a stash […]

  • Analyzing Shakespeare’s Sonnet 73- The Eternal Cycle of Life

    SONNET 73 That time of year thou may’st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by […]