“Beauty and the Beast”

“Mom please read me this book that daddy brought,”

The mother smiled sweetly to the dear child,

“Her father was lost in the thick forest,

She found herself in a magical place,

And she was dared by a bargain to stay.

Beast was not as cold-hearted as he seemed.

And through love they lived happy together.”

There was a loud knocking on the front door,

It was the drunken father who came home.

“Daddy please don’t hurt mommy. Stop it.”

“Get back to bed you little brat,stay there!”

The child was still shaken and trembling then,

Her father becoming that night a beast.

She could not help crying for what happened.

A Hatched Poet at Amherst

When I first read about Emily Dickinson in our American Literature class, I noticed how brief her poems were compared to those of Walt Whitman’s which were first discussed. I was given the opportunity to introduce her in our class through reporting. I encounter her again and her name reminded me of a recluse yet a quite admirable woman poet.

According to T. W. Higginson she was a “partially cracked poetess at Amherst.” It was quite understandable since, she was a poet ahead of her time. She brought poetry that was different from the traditional forms during her time. Poets that time faced struggles: external as brought about by the Civil War and internal since there was the issue of originality of purpose, to be freed from the traditional modes of life and thought, and the struggle to create a new world.

My Brother’s Toy

The little girl looked at her older brother playing with his toy cars.
She held a stuffed doll on her hands. She was about to go upstairs when she felt her brother’s hand reach out to her.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“I’m going to mom’s room. I heard her shouting.”
“No, you shouldn’t go there. Dad will be angry.”
“But I want to. I want to tell her to buy me a toy car too.”
“No she wouldn’t buy you any. Stay here!”
She cried.
Her brother wouldn’t let her so she just seated herself in a low chair and threw her doll to the corner. Her brother smirked at her.

In this piece, I want my to show binary oppositions that are also part of the system of language in structuralism. It reveals some the “cognitive models” of reality.