This week, we read the poem The Eagle, by Alfred Lord Tennyson. It was a rather short piece, and was a little confusing. At first, I thought that the poem would just be about an eagle, and that's what it seemed like it was. Just an eagle. But, as we looked at it as a table, it began to feel as if the eagle wasn't really an eagle, but maybe a person. After this thought, we continued to analyze every line of the poem, and realized that it could very easily be describing a person as an eagle. Perhaps we were just grabbing at straws, trying to make something out of nothing. I mean, of course someone could just write a poem about an eagle. But what are the chances of that? You just feel something inside you saying; "That can't be all it is, right?" It can't just be about an eagle. I felt the need to try to look deeper into it, maybe a little too deep. I've never been one to enjoy poetry. I have always found it boring and it's never really been something I've connected to, and to be honest, I still kind of feel that way. But, this week has taught me to look deeper into the meaning of things. It has shown me that some pieces of writing may not be what they look like. You need to read it over and over and over again, just to see if there is something you are not getting. Because of this, it has made me feel some appreciation for poetry. I'm still not the biggest fan of it, but I can appreciate it.
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