Jackson, Wordsworth, Bolen

 

Jackson, Wordsworth, and Bolen

 

The poem "Anthem for My Belly After Eating Too Much" by Kara Jackson is a young black woman finally accepting her body for what it is. At the beginning of the poem as she’s looking at herself in the mirror and is struggling to love her belly. In the poem, it says, “my belly, a country i’m trying to love.” The current beauty standards expect women to have flat stomachs at all times when in reality that is not natural. Eventually, by the end of the poem Kara has a completely shifted perception of her body, she now views it as a vessel of the things she loves to do like singing. She vows to embrace and protect her body like it's her home. 

The poem “I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud” by William Wordsworth is about the encounter that the speaker of this poem has with daffodils. He feels instant joy as he witnesses these daffodils dancing in the wind. This piece of writing proves how powerful the connection between humans and nature is. The speaker was wandering alone but these daffodils seem to bring him some company. In the poem it beautifully states, “Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,” for me personally when I go to the beach or go hiking I feel this peaceful presence similar to the one the speaker talks about. 

The poem “Quarantine” by Eaven Bolen is a tragic love story. Unfortunately, while the husband was trying to take his ill wife to the hospital they both froze to death in the winter storm. Until their very last breath, he did all he could to protect her. This is a prime example of unconditional love. When you truly love someone you don’t even think twice to help them in any capacity and that is what he did for his wife. In the text, it states, “ She was sick with famine fever and could not keep up. He lifted her and put her on his back.” This specific line really touched my heart.

All these poems reveal the beauty in the midst of the pain in any situation.


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