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The poem, “Porphyria’s Lover” written by Robert Browning in 1842 helps me view on what is going on like if I was present in the time. The poem resembles a symbol defining that everyone has to let go sometime in their lives, even if you don’t wish too. Holding and gripping to something that you think is yours, might be gone in an instant. The author states this poem as a single image for readers to agree with, and familiarize with their personal lives. This poem might be short, but it has many me
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After reading Porphyria's Lover a few time and hearing it read helped me understand it a little better. I don't fancy poetry all that much. The way I understood this poem was that they were having a clandestine affair and this might be their last rendezvous. When the lover is strangling her, she is not putting as sort of struggle.
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“Porphyria’s Lover” is a poem by Robert Browning written in 1842. Browning wrote this poem in the first person, which allows us to experience the story through the writer’s eyes. This poem reminds me of a quote by Rumi: “Life is a balance of holding on and letting go”. A stifling desire to hold on to things that are precious can spoil any remaining tender sentiment. Change is difficult to accept, and in times of transition it is difficult to focus on what may lie beyond the horizon. Because this
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In “Porphyria’s Lover” a poem by Robert Browning, we can revel upon the duality of human nature once again. I enjoyed reading this poem, especially because Browning writes it from the point of view of the speaker himself, which allows us into his inner thoughts. The speaker takes us from one extreme –love to another- murder all with his thoughts. Again, portraying the duality of our thoughts and nature as humans.
This Poem begins on a stormy, windy, night. As the speaker sits in his lonely cott ...more
This Poem begins on a stormy, windy, night. As the speaker sits in his lonely cott ...more