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Sunday, January 27, 2013

Poem SPM

In The Midst of Hardship by Latiff Mohidin

At dawn they returned home
their soaky clothes torn
and approached the stove
their limbs marked by scratches
their legs full of wounds
but on their brows
there was not a sign of despair
The whole day and night just passed
they had to brave the horrendous flood
in the water all the time
between bloated carcasses
and tiny chips of tree barks
desperately looking for their son’s
albino buffalo that was never found

They were born amidst hardship
and grew up without a sigh or a complaint
now they are in the kitchen, making
jokes while rolling their ciggarete leaves

This poem is about a family who faces  hardship whereby their son’s albino buffalo is nowhere to be found. A flood occurs and they go out to find the buffalo. They reach home early in the morning without the buffalo and yet there is no  sign of despair in them. Meanwhile, they can still crack jokes and roll the cigarettes.

They returned home at day break and headed for the stove. This is probably because they were hungry. However, I have also received some feedbacks saying that they went straight to the stove to dry themselves as they were drenched with the flood water. Their clothes were soaking wet and tattered. Their bodies were covered with scratches and wounds. Yet, they did not display any signs of being worried.
They were out in the flood the whole day and night. They were surrounded by dead animals and parts of trees that had been destroyed by the flood. We know that the animals were already dead because of the phrase ‘bloated carcasses’. They searched desperately for their son’s albino buffalo but were unable to find it.
They were born into poverty and difficulty, but they do not complain about their suffer. Instead, they sit in the kitchen, cracking jokes while smoking cigarettes. This shows that they face difficulties all the time and this time there is no different. They have inner strength that makes them strong to face any hardship poses to them.
The setting of the poem is in the house.
                     Being resilience when facing hardship
                     Family love
                     Acceptance of way of life

·         We should learn to accept problems in life with a positive outlook.
·         We must attempt to face and solve problem.
·         Facing hardship is part and parcel of life.
·         If we face a problem, do not feel despair.
                     Understanding and sympathetic
                     Acceptance of situation
                     Third person pint of view.
                     Language is simple and easy to understand.
                     The style is simple with no rhyming scheme.
                     Imagery – Gives picture of poet’s thoughts e.g ‘soaky clothes torn’ and ‘legs full of wounds’
                     Alliteration – e.g. ‘but on their brows’
                     Symbols – e.g. ‘horrendous flood’ and ‘bloating carcasses’
                     Diction – e.g. ‘stove’ and ‘brows‘

He Had Such Quiet Eyes by Bibsy Soenharjo

He had such quiet eyes
She did not realise
They were two pools of lies
Layered with thinnest ice
To her, those wuiet eyes
Were breathing desolate sighs
Imploring her to be nice
And to render him paradise
If only she’d been wise
And had listened to the advice
Never to compromise
With pleasure-seeking guys
She’d be free from ‘the hows and whys’
Now here’s a bit of advice
Be sure that nice really nice
Then you’ll never be losing at dice
Though you lose your heart once or twice

This poem is about a lady who falls in love with the wrong man. She is fascinated with his eyes that seem to lure her to give him paradise. The man has a pair of quiet eyes that she does not realise they are not that quiet. As she is ‘charmed’ by the eyes, she does not listen to the advice given by other people who are concerned with her behaviour. In the end, she realises her mistakes and is broken hearted.

                     Betrayal of love
                     Personal experiences
                     Relationships that are meaningful
                     Don’t be naive and believe everything we are told especially in matters of the heart.
                     Be wise when choosing friends.
                     Falling in love is normal but one should be careful.
                     We must learn from the experience of other people.
                     We should be very careful not to give in our principle in order to please other people.
                     Sad and happy
                     Second and third person points of view
                     Simple and easy to understand
                     Simple style with rhyming scheme
                     sighs – long, deep audible breaths
                     eyes – a pair of organs of sight
                     advice – guidance
                     desolate – unhappy and uninhabited
                     pleasure-seeking – looking for a feeling of happy satisfaction
                     dice – a small cube with each side having a different number ranging from 1 to 6
                     layered – arranged in layers
                     lies – intentional false statements
                     realise – become aware
                     compromise – agree
                     paradise – heaven
                     render – provide or give help
                     imploring – begging desperately
                     wise – having knowledge and good judgement

Nature by H.D Carberry

We have neither Summer nor Winter
Neither Autumn nor Spring.
We have instead the days
When the gold sun shines on the lush green canefields-
The days when the rain beats like bullet on the roofs
And there is no sound but thee swish of water in the gullies
And trees struggling in the high Jamaica winds.
Also there are the days when leaves fade from off guango trees’
And the reaped canefields lie bare and fallow to the sun.
But best of all there are the days when the mango and the logwood blossom
When bushes are full of the sound of bees and the scent of honey,
When the tall grass sways and shivers to the slightest breath of air,
When the buttercups have paved the earth with yellow stars
And beauty comes suddenly and the rains have gone.

The poem tells of the weather conditions in Jamaica although it does not have the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. The weather conditions of golden sunny days and wet rainy days are just as good and are almost equivalent to the four seasons.

Healthy growth
Wonderfully, grandly, beautifully
The sound made by moving water
Channels cut out in the earth by persistent rainfall
Fighting to survive; moving with great physical effort
Lose their colour
Left bare (in order to recover natural fertility)


Lines 1 to 10
The poet tells about his homeland , Jamaica and rejoices the beauty of this island. Jamaica has no seasonal changes. It has a tropical climate which is hot and wet throughout the year. The days of golden sunshine are glorious and magnificent. The are many canefields in Jamaica as sugar is one of the main exports in this country.

Lines 11 to 15
In the ending of the poem, the poet tells us his favourite time – days when the flowers of mango trees and logwood blossom. He uses imagery of sound and smell to illustrate abundant life and activity in the bushes when the ‘sound of bees and the scent of honey’ add to the charm and beauty if Jamaica. He describes the fields filled with lovely yellow buttercups. All this happens when the rains have stopped and the beauty if nature emerges once again.

                     Beauty of nature
                     Appreciation of one own country
                     Appreciate nature

                     We should appreciate what we have in our own country
                     We should not long for what we do not have.
                     We should appreciate our homeland.
                     We should appreciate the beauty of nature.

                     Appreciative and happy
                     Carefree and light-hearted
                     Sense of beauty

                     Third person point of view

                     Simple and easy to understand the language
                     Clear and descriptive
                     Simple style with no rhyming scheme

                     Imagery – e.g. ‘gold sun’, ‘lush green fields’, ‘trees struggling’
                     Alliteration – e.g. ‘sways and shivers to the slightest breath of air’
                     Symbols – e.g. ‘gold sun’ – symbol of summer, ‘rains’ – symbol of winter
                     Contrast – e.g. ‘beauty’ or summer is compared with ‘rains’ or winter
                     Figurative Language  – Simile – ‘rain beats like bullets’
                     Metaphor – e.g. ‘the buttercups paved the earth with yellow stars’
                     Personafication – ‘buttercups have paved the earth’ …  buttercups have been personified as having laid tiles
                     Onomatopeia – e’g ‘swish’

Are You Still Playing Your Flute by Zurinah Hassan
Are you still playing your flute?
When there is hardly time for our love
I am feeling guilty
To be longing for your song
The melody concealed in the slim hollow of the bamboo
Uncovered by the breath of an artist
Composed by his fingers
Blown by the wind
To the depth of my heart.

Are you still playing your flute?
In the village so quiet and deserted
Amidst the sick rice fields
While here it has become a luxury
To spend time watching the rain
Gazing at the evening rays
Collecting dew drops
Or enjoying the fragrance of flowers.

Are you still playing your flute?
The more it disturbs my conscience
to be thinking of you
in the hazard of you
my younger brothers unemployed and desperate
my people disunited by politics
my friend slaughtered mercilessly
this world is too old and bleeding.
This poem his about a persona who reminisces the time he/she spends when in a village. There are many things that are now luxury to her such as listening to the melody of the flute itself, gazing at the evening rays, collecting dew drops, or enjoying the fragrance of flowers. The village is now unpopulated as many have moved to the city. Now that she has moved on with her life, she wonders whether the flutist is still playing the flute. This is because, there are many challenges in the world today such as the world is dying, the unemployment issue and the people are disunited because of different political views.

                     Family commitments
                     Priorities in life
                     Neglect of one’s duties

                     We should be aware of our family commitments and carry them out properly.
                     Everyone has priorities in, life and we should know what is important and what is not.
                     Following a hobby is good but there is a time for work and a time for play.

                     The poem is the first point of view.
                     The person is addressing another person and describing a situation to him.

                     Rhetorical question
                     Descriptive and questioning
                     Simple style and no rhyme


                     Sombre and regretful
                     Serious atmosphere
                     Imagery – e.g. ‘blown by the wind’, ‘depth of my heart’
                     Alliteration – e.g. ‘fragrance of flowers’
                     Symbol – e.g. ‘flute’, ‘song’
                     Repetition – e.g. ‘Are you still playing your flute?’
                     Figurative Language – Metaphor e.g. ‘The melody concealed in the slime hollow of bamboo – Personification e.g. ‘sick rice field’

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