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  • رياح الحب
    عضو جديد
    • Nov 2004
    • 2

    #1

    Help your sis

    Walter de la Mare

    The Listeners

    ‘IS there anybody there?’ said the Traveller,
    Knocking on the moonlit door;
    And his horse in the silence champ’d the grasses
    Of the forest’s ferny floor:
    And a bird flew up out of the turret,
    Above the Traveller’s head:
    And he smote upon the door again a second time;
    ‘Is there anybody there?’ he said.
    But no one descended to the Traveller;
    No head from the leaf-fringed sill
    Lean’d over and look’d into his grey eyes,
    Where he stood perplex’d and still.
    But only a host of phantom listeners
    That dwelt in the lone house then
    Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
    To that voice from the world of men:
    Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
    That goes down to the empty hall,
    Hearkening in an air stirr’d and shaken
    By the lonely Traveller’s call.
    And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
    Their stillness answering his cry,
    While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
    ’Neath the starr’d and leafy sky;
    For he suddenly smote on the door, even
    Louder, and lifted his head:—
    ’Tell them I came, and no one answer’d,
    ’That I kept my word,’ he said.
    Never the least stir made the listeners,
    Though every word he spake
    Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
    From the one man left awake:
    Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
    And the sound of iron on stone,
    And how the silence surged softly backward,
    When the plunging hoofs were gone.


    ساعدوني اعمل ملخص للقصيده Plzzzzz
    اخر تسليم يوم الاتنين...................................
  • أسوار
    عضو فعال
    • Nov 2004
    • 150

    #2
    الرد: Help your sis

    السلام عليكم أختي رياح الحب .. آسفه للتأخر عليك

    الكاتب معروف حتى القصيدة مشهورة بس يمكن فعلا قليل على النت مناقشة كاملة للقصيدة .. حاولت أدور شرح كافي لها مالقيت بس يمكن هذي المحاولة البسيطة تفيدك

    هذي من احدى الصفحات بالنت وهناك بآخر الصفحة شرح خاص من عندي
    De la Mare's first successful book was The Listeners; the title poem is one of his most anthologized pieces. In the work supernatural presence haunts the solitary Traveller, the typical speaker of his poems: "Is there anybody there? said the Traveller, / Knocking on the moonlit door; / And his horse in the silence champed the grasses / Of the forest's ferny floor.... / But no one descended to the Traveller; / No head from the leaf-fringed sill / Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, / Where he stood perplexed and still." In 1923 he produced a collection of other people's poetry, COME HITHER. In his poems de la Mare has described the English sea and coast, the secret and hidden world of nature. His favorite themes, childhood, death, dreams, commonplace objects and events, de la Mare examined with a touch of mystery and often with an undercurrent of melancholy. His novels have been reprinted many times in horror collections because of their sense of wonder, and also hidden malevolence. However, De la Mare did not have the morbid atmosphere of Poe, but his dreamlike visions had much similarities with Blake

    هذا تعليق ثاني على القصيدة حبيته
    The Listeners made me feel scared,the poem was eerie.I think that someone
    robbed people and they are too scared to open the door.He was supposed to
    rescue someone.His horses foot was compared with iron on stone.He thought
    someone was there,he thought phantoms were there listening.The writer wanted
    us to feel like we need some more information.I thought the poem was great.

    وهذا بعد

    An atmosphere that asked more questions than it answered. No wonder he
    regretted writing it - having to answer questions that had no answer. If
    I was to choose one of Frost's poems, it would be Stopping by Woods,
    which has the same mysterios appeal.


    وهذا بعد
    think that it's quite a mysterious poem because when the traveller knocks
    on the door and nobody answers but he still thinks something is still in
    there. It also seems quite mysterious because it's as if he just saw someone
    in there a few days ago but it looks like the building hasn't been lived in
    for years.
    I think that this is spooky because even though there is no reply to the
    traveller "he felt in his heart their strangeness,their stillness answering
    his cry."The spookiness is made stronger by it being night timeand the
    imagery of words," the faint moonbeams on the dark stair ,""the starred and
    leafy sky ,""and how the silence surged softly backward."


    وهذا التعليق بعد

    I also am so glad to see this poem is not nearly as overlooked or forgotten
    as I had believed! I found it in a poetry anthology of my mother's years
    ago, and until now, I had never seen it in any other book--nor ever heard
    it referenced, let alone discussed. What a shame! As a reader and writer
    who has been historically suspicious of poems that were TOO open-ended as
    to what they meant to say, this was a poem that instantly became my
    favorite exception. It has taken many, many readings for me to glean the
    interpretation I have, and it admittedly does not account for everything in
    the poem. In general, I take it to be a symbolic (and a wonderfully,
    chillingly, dreamlike one, as so many of you note) of the plight of every
    person who falls out of the "dream, from which we are constantly awaking"
    (couldn't reference that quote, but love it!) of life; searching, far and
    alone in the dark for the answers to the questions of life's meaning--in
    general and for the individual. Perhaps the answers given back in
    civilization, if you will, are unsatisfactory to the Traveller, or perhaps
    the Traveller just feels a need to seek them from whatever he deems the
    most profound sources of knowing. How does one put a finger on the
    Listeners? Society--as individuals secretly or subconsciously feeling as
    abandoned as he? Philosophers and theologians? Those who have gone
    through (and beyond) life before us? God or gods? Perhaps the experience
    of ultimately not being answered somewhat negates the importance of
    deciding that...but the Traveller's final response is pithily profound,
    "'Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word,' he
    said." There is an aching power in this individual's serving notice to
    whatever powers there be that, though he goes away unanswered, unsatisfied,
    confounded perhaps, he takes solace in a proclamation of a personal
    integrity--that he kept his word...and if there is no ultimate answer,
    meaning, consolation, or comfort in the universe, it is not for his lack of
    striving after it.



    أختي رياح الحب هو فالأغلب الكل يعلق على غموض القصيدة .. تقريبا حسب ما فهمت هذا تعليقي الشخصي القصيدة تدور حول هذا المسافر العائد و القادم على حصانه ينادي ولا أحد يرد عليه
    المحيط حوله مظلم نوعا ما ويوحي بالوحدة أغلب الظن أنه قادم ليمد المساعدة لهؤلاء المستمعين لكن لاأحد يرد عليه ربما لما يعتريهم من خوف وربما لأنه لاأحد يأبه له ولما يقول يردد ويحاول التأكيد على أنه آتي في مهمة وأنه يحاول أداء ماعليه ويحس بنوع من الألم لأنه لا أحد يرد ويدرك مايحمله من طيبه وهذا مايحز على نفسه كذلك القصيدة تحمل الكثير من الاحاسيس الإنسانية واحساس الإنسان بالوحدة رغم وجود الناس من حوله تماما كهذا المسافر الذي يؤكد من كلامه أنه موقن بوجود أحد ما يسمعه وبالقصيدة يورد ذكر احساسه بوجود شبح ما يستمع له لكن .. لاأحد يرد ويرجع المسافر من حيث أتى ويبقى صوت السكون ليلف المكان
    أختي رياح اتمنى أكون ساعدتك بشيء مع خالص تمنياتي لك بالتوفيق







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    • رياح الحب
      عضو جديد
      • Nov 2004
      • 2

      #3
      الرد: Help your sis

      thank you realy very much thank you thank you

      مشكور خيي والله ما قصرت والنعم فيك

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