Message from @R9b1t
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I think I need to dig into the word choice of the poem later
what's that one book that was turned into a movie
something ending with wallpaper
MC is Charlie
The boy in the striped pajamas
perks of being a wallflower ?
anyway, it's like that. Although the author has a ton of things to say, at the same time she doesn't want to
so unwilling to put her voice out there that she forgot everything what made her unique
What I miss
even beyond death - if taken literally - she still didn't want to voice her opinions
I could see that in the story the narrator talks about a girl who doesn’t seem to tech out and is just waiting
And because she doesn’t reach out she’s just another random anon
tech out?
Reach fuck me
Poem
Uhm I’m tired and I need to do the analysis
I wonder what the 'hey nonny' is in reference to
You can just call it a reach around
I think it’s just idle talk
but she did write her opinions - she just didn't express herself vocally
pen like a baton
not really tho
this reminds me of hardcore depression / anxiety
what she wants to express are truly deep and personal but she doesn't know how to approach it
"best verb, right noun" also like perfectionism
she wants to get her words just right so bad that she put herself into a situation where she is never truly satisfied with what she thinks/writes/says
another thing with the skull - even when these thoughts / situations pass, she *is still* trying to find the right thing to say
maybe I'm misunderstanding the poem, but that what it seems like imo
like michael jackson and his nose
Poems are broad and I think the head of English is a statement of how we interpret poems for a theme to prove something in school
good point.
Maybe anon is a statement of feminism because in the first stanza duffy mentions jobs taken up by women
what about this perspective: all of the roles mentioned are generally what women fall into. Medical, mother, nun - or a nobody. All of these roles define women but without a certain title an argument could be made how lost the author feels without an identifier
she has no sense of purpose or meaning for life
hence her lack of articulating herself
And without a calling she takes what she loves and sees nothing. She might be an amazing writer, but it isn’t expected of her.
possibly?
I say roles in the sense of personality traits rather than duties dedicated to a person
like he is smart, or she is pretty
I feel roles are expectations, and these expectations are specific duties.