in what way are miracles and "in just-" different
"Miracles"
WHY! who makes much of a miracle?
As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach, just in the edge of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with any one I love—or sleep in the bed at night with any one I love,
Or sit at table at dinner with my mother,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honey-bees busy around the hive, of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds—or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sun-down—or of stars shining so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite, delicate, thin curve of the new moon in spring;
Or whether I go among those I like best, and that like me best—mechanics, boatmen,
farmers,
Or among the savans—or to the soiree—or to the opera,
Or stand a long while looking at the movements of machinery,
Or behold children at their sports,
Or the admirable sight of the perfect old man, or the perfect old woman,
Or the sick in hospitals, or the dead carried to burial,
Or my own eyes and figure in the glass;
These, with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring—yet each distinct, and in its place.
To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same;
Every spear of grass—the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that
concerns
them,
All these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles.
To me the sea is a continual miracle;
The fishes that swim—the rocks—the motion of the waves—the ships, with men
in
them,
What stranger miracles are there?
"in Just-"
in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed
balloonMan whistles
far
and
wee
The answers are
B
B
D
A
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Do you think these poems are alike or different? Are the forms the same or different? Are the themes alike or different? What do you think? What does each poem describe? Are they both telling the same thing, or are the observations different?
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The poems "Miracles" and "in Just-" are different in terms of their themes and subject matter.
"Miracles" by Walt Whitman is a reflection on the beauty and wonder of everyday experiences. The poem celebrates the miraculous nature of ordinary moments, from walking the streets of Manhattan to observing nature, interacting with loved ones, or even watching machinery in motion. Each experience mentioned in the poem is seen as a distinct miracle, contributing to the overall sense of wonder and appreciation for life.
On the other hand, "in Just-" by E.E. Cummings is a playful and whimsical poem that captures the essence of spring. The poem describes the activities and imagery associated with the arrival of spring, such as children playing hopscotch and jump-rope, the sound of a balloonman whistling, and the joyfulness of the season. The language used in the poem also reflects the energy and excitement of spring, with fragmented words and creative line breaks.
In terms of their similarities, both poems evoke a sense of awe and wonder. They both highlight the beauty and magic that can be found in everyday moments and experiences. However, each poem approaches this idea in its own unique and distinct way. To truly understand and appreciate the different ways in which these poems explore the theme of miracles and the arrival of spring, it is important to read and analyze the actual text of the poems.