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FORENSIC MEDICINE ( TEXT BOOK ) - POEM BY  GIEVE PATEL Forensic Medicine (Text Book) A case in point, the expert says;  A woman thrust glowing faggots  Where properly her son's sparrow should nest.  Puerile in-law practice, he says,  But good as any other To set the story rolling, begin With this burn in the sparrow's nest To extend over all therefrom emerging Fan and flourish of the world: Hold the foetus tumbling through,  And before it may express  Surprise at a clean new blast of air,  Lay subtle finger over mouth and nose.. Watch it blue.  If rather you would be coarse, go ahead,  Use rope and hatchet, knife, stone, bullet,  All you would on the more aged;  Bodies whose gut of blood and skin  Have exchanged years against sweet air  Will not relinquish with ease.  Against these devise infinite means.  The pictures in my book will instruct. Change vantage point inch by inch  To discover them all: rec...

HUNGER POEM BY JAYANTA MAHAPATRA In this article I am going to explain you " Hunger " poem by ' Jayanta Mahapatra'. ' Hunger' Poem It was hard to believe the flesh was heavy on my back. The fisherman said: will you have her, carelessly,  trailing his nets and his nerves, as though his words  sanctified the purpose with which he faced himself.  I saw his white bone thrash his eyes. I followed him across the sprawling sands, my mind thumping in the flesh's sling.  Hope lay perhaps in burning the house I lived in. Silence gripped my sleeves; his body clawed at the froth his old nets had dragged up from the seas. In the flickering dark his lean-to opened like a wound. The wind was I, and the days and nightsbefore.  Palm fronds scratched my skin. Inside the shack  an oil lamp splayed the hours bunched to the walls. Over and over the sticky soot crossed the space of my mind. I heard him say: my daughter, she's just turned fifteen...  Feel her. I'll be ba...

EASTER WINGS POEM BY GEORGE HERBERT Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store, Though foolishly he lost the same,  Decaying more and more  Till he became  Most poor:  With three O let me rise As larks, harmoniously, And sing this day thy victories: Then shall the fall further the flight in me. My tender age in sorrow did begin;  And still with sicknesses and shame Thou didst so punish sin, That I became Most thin. With thee Let me combine, And feel this day thy victory;  For, if I imp my wing on thine,  Affliction shall advance the flight in me. Glossary Line 1. createdst created Line 1. store abundance Line 8. larks birds that sing at sunrise Line 9. this day Easter Sunday-the day of Christ's redemption and regeneration Line 10. fall fall from Eden Line 10. further advance, improve Line 19. imp graft feathers on a falcon's damaged wing Line 20. affliction pain, suffering, distress Explanatory Notes Herbert is known as a metaphysical poet. The ch...

"THE NEW COLOSSUS" POEM BY EMMA LAZARUS Born in New York City, Emma Lazarus (1849–87) was one of the first prominent Jewish  American poets. She is most famous for her 1883 sonnet, “The New Colossus,” which describes  the hope of immigrants looking for a new life in the United States. In 1902, 15 years after her  death, excerpts from the poem were inscribed on the Statue of Liberty, immortalizing Lazarus’  contribution to American literature. Lazarus was a Sephardic Jew, a descendant of people expelled from Spain centuries before.  She grew up in an affluent family, dividing her time between New York City and Newport, Rhode  Island. She was educated by private tutors with whom she studied literature, classical and  modern languages, and music. As a young woman, she began her poetry career by translating  German poems, and later self-published her first collection, Poems and Translations: Written  Between the Ages of Fourteen and Sixteen in 18...

SAILING TO BYZANTIUM POEM BY WB YEATS ' Sailing to Byzantium' Poem  I That is no country for old men. The young  In one another's arms, birds in the trees ___Those dying generations at their song. The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,  Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long  Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.  Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unageing intellect. II An aged man is but a paltry thing,  A tattered coat upon a stick, unless  Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress,  Nor is there singing school but studying  Monuments of its own magnificence;  And therefore I have sailed the seas and come  To the holy city of Byzantium. III O sages standing in God's holy fire  As in the gold mosaic of a wall,  Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre, And be the singing-masters of my soul. Consume my heart away; sick with desire And fastened to a d...

"AMERICA, THE BEAUTIFUL" POEM KATHARINE LEE BATES Like “The Man Born to Farming,” Katharine Lee Bates’ “Pikes Peak” (better known as the  song “America, the Beautiful”) evokes pastoral pride. The poem was inspired by the sights Bates  (1859–1929) had seen on a train ride to and from Colorado Springs, especially by the vista she  beheld from the top of Pikes Peak. As she explained, “Near the top we had to leave the wagon and go the rest of the way on  mules. I was very tired. But when I saw the view, I felt great joy. All the wonder of America  seemed displayed there, with the sea-like expanse.” Bates’ poem, published on July 4, 1895, was  eventually combined with music written by church organist and choir-master Samuel A. Ward  (1847–1903), becoming popular around 1910. Like the other patriotic songs, “America the Beautiful” is mostly known by its first stanza,  which begins by celebrating America’s natural gifts and ends with a plea (or is it a p...

  THE RED WHEELBARROW | POEM BY|WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS ' The Red Wheelbarrow' Poem so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain  water beside the white chickens Glossary Line 1, 2. wheelbarrow a small cart with one wheel and two shafts to carry garden loads, etc. Line 5. glazed fitted (a window, picture, etc.) with glass; with a glassy finish Explanatory Notes 1. In this imagist poem, the poet uses only a few words that behave as signs, thus creating a single visual image in its unique combination in space and time as in a painted picture. The language used is objective and definite. All fanciful language is avoided, thereby, focusing the reader's attention upon the object, the poem, itself. 2. Ezra Pound had warned against the 'shovelling in' of words to fill a metrical pattern. Hence there is no place in his poetry for verbosity. Even rhythm has to be intrinsic, it cannot be merely a careless dash off with no grip or hold on the words and sense. 3. ...

' MAN ON  A FIRE ESCAPE' AND 'DAYS OF 1968' POEMS BY EDWARD HIRSCH Man on a Fire Escape He couldn't remember what propelled him out of the bedroom window onto the fire escape of his fifth-floor walkup on the river, so that he could see, as if for the first time, sunset settling down on the dazed cityscape and tugboats pulling barges up the river. There were barred windows glaring at him from the other side of the street while the sun deepened into a smoky flare that scalded the clouds gold-vermillion. It was just an ordinary autumn twilight — the kind he had witnessed often before — but then the day brightened almost unnaturally into a rusting, burnished, purplish-red haze and everything burst into flame; the factories pouring smoke into the sky, the trees and shrubs, the shadows, of pedestrians scorched and rushing home. . . . There were storefronts going blind and cars burning on the parkway and steel girders collapsing into the polluted waves. Even the latticed f...