Monday, June 29, 2009

Favourite poem

I found this poem on the internet:
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

The poem uses various techniques of figurative language in it. They used hyperbole by stating that the sand was golden, emphasising the importance of it. The poem also used personification on the sand stating how they "creep" through his fingers.

I like this poem because it is very mysterious and says many things about a dream and how everything might just be a dream. It is also very interesting as it uses many literary skills in it too. I think the poem is about him trying to save someone or something. He is trying to stop something from going away, but it just slips through his hands, like the sand.

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