There are no words that effectively describe the horror that fills my body when someone says the words, “Introduce yourself.” Unarguably, it was as if time had stopped around me when Ms. Hunnisett assigned it[…]
Tag: death
Humanity, Where Are You? ~ Poetry Seminar Personal Response
The following poem, We Shoot Children Too, Don’t We, was written by Dan Almagor in 1989 as a response to the violence occurring during the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, particularly the First Intifada. The first Intifada occurred after the initial occupation of[…]
Nowhere
A creative piece based on the idea of the unknown in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. “What the—” The man’s eyebrows furrow as he opens one eye to pear at the sunlight piercing his eyelids, before[…]
R and G are Dead discussion
Death in literature is often presented as loud and glorious. It is dedicated to showing us the aftermath, or afterlife, of the the proverbial “next step”. The sheer amount of variations on the hereafter could[…]
A Petal for Each Thought
Originally inspired by the idea of the “significance of an individual’s perspective” Kim Jonghyun released music as a solo artist, composed songs and lyrics for himself as well as for other singers, and was a[…]
The Victims of Uncertainty in William Shakespeare’s “Hamlet” – Polished Critical
The Victims of Uncertainty in William Shakespeare’s Hamlet PROMPT: […] the ways in which individuals struggle to restore honour and certainty. Certainty within our lives is inarguably the most precious state of[…]
An Eye For An Eye (Polished Personal Response)
~ The following is a creative response (stage play) to the visual–a photograph by Marco Antonio Cruz from his book Habitar La Oscuridad (Inhabiting the dark). This particular photograph is one of many taken by Cruz that[…]
“Purpose is but the Slave to the Memory”: Death and the Desire to Restore One’s Honour and Certainty (Hamlet Critical Essay)
Prompt: Discuss the ideas developed by the text creator in your chosen text about the ways in which individuals struggle to restore honour and certainty. “Purpose is but the Slave to the Memory”: Death and[…]
Thirty and a Half Minutes: A Tragedy
Note: I’m struggling to come up with material at the moment, so for this blog I have decided to publish a script I had written last year. My deepest apologies, and I will humbly accept[…]
The Art of Obedience
“I shall obey, my lord.” – Ophelia (I.iii.623) Ophelia. The lovely and virtuous maiden, wearing innocence and obedience like flowers in her hair—that’s you, is it not? You, sweet beauty, were named after the flower[…]
