Sarah Kay " If I Should Have a Daughter"

 Sarah Kay : "If I Should Have a  Daughter "
If I should have a daughter, instead of Mom, she's gonna call me Point B, because that way she knows that no matter what happens, at least she can always find her way to me. 
And I'm going to paint solar systems on the backs of her hands, so she has to learn the entire universe before she can say, "Oh, I know that like the back of my hand." 
And she's going to learn that this life will hit you hard in the face, wait for you to get back up just so it can kick you in the stomach. 
But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air. 
There is hurt here that cannot be fixed by Band-Aids or poetry. 
So the first time she realizes that Wonder Woman isn't coming, I'll make sure she knows she doesn't have to wear the cape all by herself.
Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. 
Believe me, I've tried. "And, baby," I'll tell her, don't keep your nose up in the air like that. I know that trick; I've done it a million times. You're just smelling for smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house, so you can find the boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him. Or else find the boy who lit the fire in the first place, to see if you can change him." 
But I know she will anyway, so instead I'll always keep an extra supply of chocolate and rain boots nearby, because there is no heartbreak that chocolate can't fix. 
Okay, there's a few heartbreaks that chocolate can't fix. 
But that's what the rain boots are for. 
Because rain will wash away everything, if you let it. 
I want her to look at the world through the underside of a glass-bottom boat, to look through a microscope at the galaxies that exist on the pinpoint of a human mind, because that's the way my mom taught me. 
That there'll be days like this. 
♫ There'll be days like this, my momma said. ♫ 
When you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises; when you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you want to save are the ones standing on your cape; when your boots will fill with rain, and you'll be up to your knees in disappointment. 
And those are the very days you have all the more reason to say thank you. 
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's swept away. 
You will put the wind in winsome, lose some. 
You will put the star in starting over, and over. 
And no matter how many land mines erupt in a minute, be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called life. 
And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting, I am pretty damn naive.
But I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. 
It can crumble so easily, but don't be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it. 
"Baby," I'll tell her, "remember, your mama is a worrier, and your papa is a warrior, and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops asking for more." 
Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things. 
And always apologize when you've done something wrong. 
But don't you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining. 
Your voice is small, but don't ever stop singing. 
And when they finally hand you heartache, when they slip war and hatred under your door and offer you handouts on street-corners of cynicism and defeat, you tell them that they really ought to meet your mother.



Response: 
         Out of all the poems/ sonnets we read and listened to i have chosen this one because i thought that this poem by Sarah Kay was the one and only that i understood well enough that i know what the author wanted to say to the world.  She wanted to  explain how people should be treated and if they want something that should have it. In this poem Sarah Kay has shown and expressed her voice and feelings.Like the way  she had disagreed with herself that chocolate cant fix a few heartbreaks but rain boots can.And also the part where she had said you will put the wind in winsome, lose some and you will put the star in starting over, and over. This poem really showed what poems should show. It showed feelings, a voice, and most of all what the world should be like and what the world really means.
        This poem , i know most people would say was weird and didn't mean anything. But if you read it over and over again you could really connect to what it has to say.This poem has many quotes that i look foreword to spread because they make people feel good or because they make people feel what Sarah Kay felt when writing this. Courageous.Ready for what the world has for her.This poem is all about how she has no terrified feelings for what the world has to offer.She has no terrified feelings for what the future has to say. She has an answer to everything and everyone in the world.Sarah Kay is one of the writers i look up to not only because she has good poems that i can connect to but she has the answers to the scariest things in life. The point where reality takes over and your imagination has to end. 
        One of the favorite sayings that Sarah Kay mentioned in this poem is " When you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises; when you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you want to save are the ones standing on your cape; when your boots will fill with rain, and you'll be up to your knees in disappointment." because first of all it has lots of sayings and meanings to it like how when you want to go and save the future and the people in the future they are the ones holding you back.  I  really thought many people could connect to this quote like i can: for example when i was younger i had wanted to be a designer and i had my sewing machine and everything but my friends and family had doubted me and never wanted me to move on with my life and my future.
        One other saying and Quote from this poem that had caught my eye was this one :
"Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things. 
And always apologize when you've done something wrong. 
But don't you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining. 
Your voice is small, but don't ever stop singing."
This quote had caught my eye because this is one nice thing that i would always say in my mind when i was in doubt or when i was feeling sad and terrified of what the world had to say about me. It would be one of the many things that would keep me out of trouble and still happy with myself. I would always think if you have such an amazing voice why hide it , and if you have such amazing eyes don't stop looking and shining, but if you had done something wrong to hurt someone you shall make it right with them.
       This poem by  Sarah Kay has inspired me and has shown me the true meaning of what the world means to everyone and how wonderful life would be if you only believein yourself not what other people think about you.
        




       

" The Tree " Sonnet

I think I'll write a sonnet of a tree.
The sun dappled to  multi-colored green.
The leaves all rustling slowly in a breeze.
The most amazing sight I think I've seen.

The bark was brown and brittle as dry dirt.
The branches reached out slowly to the sky.
So rooted to the ground, for all it's worth,
Still reaching for the heavens, by and by.

If you can't see the heaven in a tree,
Just find it common, really no big deal,
Then you are tied in knots and are not free.
Instead of always thinking : try to feel.

It was a sight unique in what I've seen.
The sight of sunlight dappled leaves of green.

Poems

 1) What is Dance?
         Dance is a movement that
            expresses feelings our body
                  goes through like happiness
                         or  sadness.
         Dance is
            full of emotions
             feelings
                and personality.

           Dance is self expression
               all the movements are
                    made with the way we
                         want to express ourselves.
 
            Dance is life kicking in using our senses
                  the movements describe the smell
                        and taste that we come to
                          and what we have seen.





     2) What happens to a dream?
 
               Does it come true like all our lies?
               like our nightmares do?
               or go away like a pimple after it sat there and did what it had to ?
              Does it have rough texture like a frog?
           
               Maybe it means and explains -
                  what our life is trying to tell us will happen?

             Or maybe it disappears in the real world and appears in our mind?



        3)  Poem on art

Time
It never ends
its like the clock keeps spinning and
the seconds,minutes,hours,and days
don't pass by.

The clocks melting as if we don't exist
the time stopping as if we want it to
the water, cliff shining bright gold as if
everything was okay.
The ants eating up the center of the clock,
the orange clock
the only one not melting
the only one not drooping
the only different one.

Oh how i feel when the clocks stop spinning
oh how i feel when the time doesn't matter
Salvador Dali oh why
why are the clocks drooping and melting down
it is like time, and life don't exist anymore.

The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali

Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali

      
        The Persistence of Memory is a painting by a famous Spanish surrealist artist Salvador Dali.Salvador Dali sometimes referred to his paintings as "hand-painted dream photographs" and The Persistence of Memory is certainly like that.The painting is a collection of ideas, that are to do with the interpretation of dreams, perception of reality,and time.


     The drooping pocket watches points out that when we are asleep  the time does not persist, only memories do.  There are four watches in this painting, three of which appear to be melted, as if made out of cheese. The only watch whose structure doesn't appear to be deformed - unlike other watches is the orange watch  sitting on a desk-like object. The ants seem to have found a point of interest in the center of the orange watch.Another detail that i noticed was that Dali uses light to express the ideas of the painting. There are two tiny rocks sitting in the sand on the beach in the background. The rock to the left is in the shadow, and the one to the right is lit.The ants, the three melted clocks and a fetus-like object all reside in the shade as well. Whereas, the mountains and the water are lit by sunlight.


             The melting clocks are nothing more than cheese left for too long of a period of time on the table on a warm sunny day (as Dali had previously described his inspiration for this painting, this is noted by Dali himself in his book, conveniently titled Diary of a Genius. According to Dali, he was a self-proclaimed genius). But  Dali would often make up ridiculous explanations for his paintings to purposely mislead people.Also the ants that are attacking the orange clock might show the anxiety associated with time.


Sources:
-http://www.dali-gallery.com/
-http://www.duke.edu/web/lit132/dalibio.html

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                                                                             Poem About Art

Time
It never ends
its like the clock keeps spinning and
the seconds,minutes,hours,and days
don't pass by.

The clocks melting as if we don't exist
the time stopping as if we want it to
the water, cliff shining bright gold as if
everything was okay.
The ants eating up the center of the clock,
the orange clock
the only one not melting
the only one not drooping
the only different one.

Oh how i feel when the clocks stop spinning
oh how i feel when the time doesn't matter
Salvador Dali oh why
why are the clocks drooping and melting down
it is like time, and life don't exist anymore.