Imagine this: You’re letting the day run its course, unaware of the danger that looms over your head. As toxic fumes and anticipation fill the air, you don’t realize your fate until it’s too late. Nobody will know that soon humanity will cease to exist, nor will anyone care once it’s all said and done. This is what both the poem and the short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” describe. The short story was written by Ray Bradbury, and the poem is by the name of Sara Teasdale. Despite their different approaches, they both take a look into what might happen when humanity faces extinction. After analyzing There Will Come Soft Rains, it is clear that the mood of each text has an effect on their thematic topics. To start, in the short story, it
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But the solvent spread on the linoleum, licking, eating, under the kitchen door, while the voices took it up in chorus: “Fire, fire, fire!”’ The repetition of fire that the voices scream as the house’s functions go crazy puts the reader into a state of panic. The story only seems to get more dark and even depressing as the reader enters paragraph 59, where it states, “Help, help! Fire. Run, run, run! Heat snapped mirrors of the first brittle winter ice. And the voices wailed, “Fire, fire, run, run, like a tragic nursery rhyme, a dozen voices high, low, like children dying in a forest, alone, alone.” As the story continues, it gets more and more devastating. The use of comparisons and dreadful wailing give the reader a sense of hopelessness in their panic. Furthermore, this only intensifies as the house malfunctions more and more until it all dies down in paragraph 64, “The crash”. The attic smashes into the kitchen and parlor. The parlor into the cellar, the cellar into the subcellar. Deep freeze, armchair, film tapes, circuits, beds, and all like skeletons thrown in a cluttered mound deep under.” As the sudden crash occurs, the house is left in nothing but a large pile of what it once
But the solvent spread on the linoleum, licking, eating, under the kitchen door, while the voices took it up in chorus: “Fire, fire, fire!”’ The repetition of fire that the voices scream as the house’s functions go crazy puts the reader into a state of panic. The story only seems to get more dark and even depressing as the reader enters paragraph 59, where it states, “Help, help! Fire. Run, run, run! Heat snapped mirrors of the first brittle winter ice. And the voices wailed, “Fire, fire, run, run, like a tragic nursery rhyme, a dozen voices high, low, like children dying in a forest, alone, alone.” As the story continues, it gets more and more devastating. The use of comparisons and dreadful wailing give the reader a sense of hopelessness in their panic. Furthermore, this only intensifies as the house malfunctions more and more until it all dies down in paragraph 64, “The crash”. The attic smashes into the kitchen and parlor. The parlor into the cellar, the cellar into the subcellar. Deep freeze, armchair, film tapes, circuits, beds, and all like skeletons thrown in a cluttered mound deep under.” As the sudden crash occurs, the house is left in nothing but a large pile of what it once