Tales and yarns are but an extension of our world. They are an escape from reality, and symbolise our fears and hopes. We pour ourselves into the stories we tell and write, and it is through stories we often speak to others. This blog is a celebration of all stories that I have the fortune to cross, and a bit of obsessive analysis of my own self through these tales. These pages also serve as a writing pad for my own musings - poems, short stories, and the like.
Showing posts with label Romanticism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romanticism. Show all posts
Thursday, July 2, 2015
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Mary Shelley: The Sublime - Romanticism
To understand this motif, I would recommend reading Frankenstein, a free on-line copy of which can be found here. Mary Shelley wrote at the early stages of a literary movement known as Romanticism. We can see shades of romanticism in her novel, as explored below.
Labels:
Beauty,
Conflict,
coursera,
Frankenstein,
Industrial Revolution,
Life,
Mary Shelley,
Persecution,
reality,
Romanticism,
Sublime,
Terror,
time of day,
Victor Hugo,
victorian culture
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Creative Poetry: Rain Beats
Labels:
creative poetry,
darkness,
Growing Up,
Life,
lonely,
Love,
Own,
Poem,
rain,
Romanticism,
Sad
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Creative Poetry: I'm Loving Angels Instead
We've all had crushes we've not acted upon. We all have felt that small tinge of pain and shame when we can't approach the object of our affection, of when we didn't receive the attention of one we desired. This poem attempts to touch upon those feelings.
Ps. It seems I have the flair for the dramatic. Does this make me a romantic - in the literary sense?
Labels:
Angels,
creative poetry,
Crush,
Drama,
Growing Up,
Love,
Own,
Poem,
Romanticism
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