i saw the rain on england's fells
smelt the cows and heard their bells
but it didn't move me
i saw a battle on a green
kept the score and moved the screen
it still didn't move me
what have i become?
am i just another person
i don't really know?
i hear the baby took some steps
took a spill and all the rest
but i don't remember
all the people gathered round
home and hearth without a sound
i wish i didn't remember
what have i become?
am i just another person
i don't really know?
i climbed the old dutch elms
soaked my conkers, painted shells
can't remember, days and days
lost my way, yes i lost my way
headless chickens on the run
they can't see their day is done
they just keep on moving
heads and hearts are torn in twain
sew them back and start again
we got to keep on moving
what have i become?
am i just another person i don't really know?
I don't really get the meaning of this poem, but I slightly understand it my own way. Some moments in life have changed me into someone I don't even think about before or maybe they always had been there the whole time and I just don't know it. I had been a very cheerful and easygoing kid. I could talk freely about anything with anybody for hours and never run out of topics, but as I grew older I got scared too easily to talk with someone new. If I got too emotional over some events, I would never show or talk about it to anyone else. I closed myself from the outside world. I try to fix myself piece by piece after I realized it wasn't right to shut the world out. I hang out with some people that I think will have good influence for me and can make me be a better person. Wishfully, I can be the person like when I was a child again.
ReplyDeleteTo me this poem describes a person growing up and recalling what their past was like while building up to what they are feeling and experiencing now. The search for identity or perhaps the questioning of ones identity is stated in the poem multiple times. I personally think that growing up does involve us investigating or understanding who we really are and what makes up our identity. And this identity would most likely be the one we stick with for a large portion of our life. And the feeling of aimlessness along side with the sense of constant changes becomes a common encounter along this journey to find oneself. The poem also makes me feel that the character is confused most likely due to the fact that his or her personality, perhaps also their environment, experienced a change far too many times that what defines the character is starting to blur
ReplyDeleteThe meaning of the poem can be rather deep into the thoughts of the people who cannot recognize themselves due to the rather harsh conditions of the cold world. The understanding of this poem can vary due to the fact that it looks back towards your conscience whether you feel as if you have changed or you have not. The final paragraph that talks about the heart being sewed back just to get everything going back to normal hits me very hard for the fact that in this life we cannot rely on other people to sew our heart back together for the fact that they have they own means of life as well. We cannot rely on someone thinking that they have the same means and values as we do. Sometimes in this life we can love someone and maybe “sew” their hearts back but in return, they don’t sew our hearts when we need them to. This is not because they don’t see that they need to, but sometimes it is not that comfortable to be there for someone. But perspective varies so we need to be there for ourselves and as hard as it may seem, we should keep on going and let experience build a path that can guide us in the future.
ReplyDeletePoem is not just about reading the text and looking at the words then you visualize how it looks based on the descriptions. Rather it is how we feel when the text we read touches our conscious. Every poem can be inferred differently by each person. Because we all have different way of thinking, different approach to things that happen, and different things in how we handle the things that go in and out of our minds. Also taste play a big factor. Some people just enjoy mellow and sad vibes. But also some people can not handle sadness and sorrow. Some people can only be in or at least they prefer to be in good vibes, positive mindsets, and ecstatic tune to boost their confidence up. From my point of view, this poem tells us about someone who is in deep slope, who is trying to get out of a hole, and who is finding his or her true identity. From the style of the writer's dictation and the time plot he or she chose, we can clearly see that the writer somehow reminisce his or her past. The words force us to understand the writer's position that is struggling to find a comfortable zone, but it does not mean it tells us to quit trying. Sharing the bad and hard parts of process is needed to make things easier and don't feel so heavy. That is how i feel from the poem, a good one.
ReplyDeleteSometimes when I’m socializing in a new environment and getting too carried away and in a state of mess, I’ll be looking at the mirror and saying to myself, “what have I become?” or when I don’t feel like myself, the question pops up in my head: what happened to me? It’s actually preceded by the odd feelings of “it doesn’t feel right, but I don’t know what is right either”. Confusion and emptiness are within my veins. I lose sight of what I should be doing because I couldn’t think properly. Moreover, it would really hit me if I vent it on others by accidentally saying something harsh to my beloved ones and causing them to be hurt by my words (and additionally, acts). It usually happens to my mother. I love her so much but I’m guilty too when this phase comes since she has to be extra patient because of my dynamic change of mood.
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