You always snip. Without question. When in doubt cut. It. Out.
I’ve, for a stretch of time, wanted to read the Rape of the Lock, and I’m glad I’m finally getting the opportunity. It’s so beautifully written and explained, that the images appear in your mind more easily than in regular prose. It has an elegant way of gliding and describing how certain events take place. I love the use of Daemons and elemental spirits and their active /passive roles in the story of the human realm, it adds a more fantastical element to it. I’m sorry I just loved it.
I really do like the perpetrator, Ariel, though. His obsessions seems so authentic. He has this collection and he fiends for what he desires so much that it deforms him. He’s willing to do anything to get that lock. It’s not just a task for him, it’s a game that he enjoys playing. He seemed so excited just before he cut off the lock in cantos three. When he was so close behind her, he made a game of reading her thoughts, delighting in the “delectable” scent of her fear. He loved the chase almost just as much as he loved the prize.
The Rape of the Lock has this condescending view when when it comes to women, their beauty, their “softer powers”, and vanity. The clothes they wear, the flushing of their cheeks when emotions run high, or a cross neatly between her breast are the only things the men notice.
I also love the emotional distress and dramatised reaction placed around the violation of Belinda and the sarcasm lacing the entire poem.
I commented on Addison’s and Jacob’s posts.
I’ve, for a stretch of time, wanted to read the Rape of the Lock, and I’m glad I’m finally getting the opportunity. It’s so beautifully written and explained, that the images appear in your mind more easily than in regular prose. It has an elegant way of gliding and describing how certain events take place. I love the use of Daemons and elemental spirits and their active /passive roles in the story of the human realm, it adds a more fantastical element to it. I’m sorry I just loved it.
I really do like the perpetrator, Ariel, though. His obsessions seems so authentic. He has this collection and he fiends for what he desires so much that it deforms him. He’s willing to do anything to get that lock. It’s not just a task for him, it’s a game that he enjoys playing. He seemed so excited just before he cut off the lock in cantos three. When he was so close behind her, he made a game of reading her thoughts, delighting in the “delectable” scent of her fear. He loved the chase almost just as much as he loved the prize.
The Rape of the Lock has this condescending view when when it comes to women, their beauty, their “softer powers”, and vanity. The clothes they wear, the flushing of their cheeks when emotions run high, or a cross neatly between her breast are the only things the men notice.
I also love the emotional distress and dramatised reaction placed around the violation of Belinda and the sarcasm lacing the entire poem.
I commented on Addison’s and Jacob’s posts.
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