Having my say.

Soooo bullying really bugs me. It sucks to see kids getting bullied and no one really stands up for them (me included). It's a hard thing to stand up for that, but I think we all need to work on standing up for people getting bullied. I also think everyone at some point is the bully, which we all need to work on too. It would just make the world a better place.

There Was a Child Went Forth

The hurrying tumbling waves, quick-broken crests, slapping,
The strata of color'd clouds, the long bar of maroon-tint away
solitary by itself, the spread of purity it lies motionless in,
The horizon's edge, the flying sea-crow, the fragrance of salt marsh
and shore mud,
This part of the poem got my attention because of the description and detail. Some the words he used also interested me. I'm curious what a flying sea-cow is and how he came up with it. I can't figure out if he put it in there for some comedy or some other strange reason. I also can't really figure out what the last part of these lines is saying either. Either way I like his choice of words.

Insect Poem

Death is like the insect
Menacing the tree,
Competent to kill it,
But decoyed may be.

Bait it with the balsam,
Seek it with the saw,
Baffle, if it cost you
Everything you are.

Then, if it have burrowed
Out of reach of skill --
Wring the tree and leave it,
'Tis the vermin's will.

I think this poem is saying that no matter how hard you try you can't stop death. The bug is death and it is trying to kill the tree. The tree can try to avoid, trick, or pospone death but eventually it will lose. People can always try to pospone death, especially with moderen medicine you can stay alive a lot long but eventually death will take you. Then, once death gets you it will just move on to the next person.