Could it be possible to write such a small poem with such intensity with so few words? When reading The Red Wheelbarrow so many great memories great are brought back to me. Who knew 16 little words or also called the “20 second poem” could draw out so many thoughts and feelings in so many people. This poem paints such a great picture in your mind even if you never lived on a farm you could still imagine the beauty in the words.
Although this was such a short poem it seemed rather easy to write passionately about it. I thought to write an essay that I was going to have to find a long story and break down every little aspect of it, but I think I can relate so much with this shortest poem in the book. When I read The Red Wheelbarrow, I imagine myself looking out an old country window, at the …show more content…
Life on the farm could be tiring, but so relaxing at the same time. I never thought that I could look at a tool and wish back to those days as a kid doing those same old chores that I hated so much. My day would start with that crowing rooster always making sure I was up early to let them out of the Chicken coop. There was so much to do before school that I would always conger up of ways to use my time wisely. I would always try to do everything in one trip with the wheelbarrow. First, the wheelbarrow filled with chicken feed and water pales. Then I would use it to clean up after them and bring back the eggs to the house. This seems like an easy task, but to carry five-gallon buckets of water and 10 pounds of feed across the football, field size trail from the barn to the coop
Although this was such a short poem it seemed rather easy to write passionately about it. I thought to write an essay that I was going to have to find a long story and break down every little aspect of it, but I think I can relate so much with this shortest poem in the book. When I read The Red Wheelbarrow, I imagine myself looking out an old country window, at the …show more content…
Life on the farm could be tiring, but so relaxing at the same time. I never thought that I could look at a tool and wish back to those days as a kid doing those same old chores that I hated so much. My day would start with that crowing rooster always making sure I was up early to let them out of the Chicken coop. There was so much to do before school that I would always conger up of ways to use my time wisely. I would always try to do everything in one trip with the wheelbarrow. First, the wheelbarrow filled with chicken feed and water pales. Then I would use it to clean up after them and bring back the eggs to the house. This seems like an easy task, but to carry five-gallon buckets of water and 10 pounds of feed across the football, field size trail from the barn to the coop