IT WAS a great 4 years

It was an extraordinary 4 years filled with many ups and downs
feelings indescribable or maybe that of a bittersweet sound
It was friends gained and lost, sports played and done
4 years have passed and around we have spun
It was a time of laughter, but also tears
As the the end was approaching, very near
It was the time of reflection, wonders, and hopes
Trying to be prepared and figure out how to cope
It was exciting and new, an experience that will never be lost
Never forgetting and hoping that one day our paths will be crossed
It was a time of goodbyes and farewells that hurt but with good intent
Not knowing how to say, how much it meant
It was a time of new beginnings, but remembering your past
Looking around, appreciating what you have, trying to make life not seem so fast
It was an extraordinary 4 years

Free Verse? Show Some Whit, Man

Trying to read Walt Whitman's hand writing is closely equivalent to trying to read hieroglyphics, it is very hard and interpretive. When trying, emphasis on the word trying, to decode these letters I could only make out bits and pieces of sentences and words. For me the words became clearer to read towards the end of the text as I was able to read "Ship of the world - Ship of Humanity - Ship that circles the world Ship of the hope of the world - Ship of Promise". To me this is very hopeful and Whitman is using a Ship to tie everything and everyone together. This plays off of his universal theme of acceptance and welcoming everyone no matter who they are. He also could be comparing poetry to the ship and saying that it is the ship of the world, humanity,and provides hope and promise to society. The last image presented stood out to me a great deal because it was nothing like the previous portraits he had drawn. This image of a skeleton of a man, who has been stabbed in the heart. Since the previous drawings seemed to be of Walt Whitman, I viewed this image as him also drawing himself but in a different way, showing how society viewed and discriminated against him and his poetry. However when looking at the interpretation of this image it was said that it was an "allegory of America itself, poised in a strange halfway state, suspended between day and night, life and death".

Just a tad bit off I would say.

Also, side note please take the time to appreciate the title of this blog post!