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What is truly interesting in this scene is that despite the danger that lies ahead, they are “read[ing] letters [sent by their families] and newspapers and smok[ing]” (9). They even “take off [their] caps and lay them down” (9), instead of panicking about the fact that they may die.
This quote, I believe, portrays a rather tragical irony, as it implies the fact that the soldiers are “read[ing] letters and smok[ing]” (9) and letting “the wind [play] with [their] hair” (9) to not think about their horrible situation at the front.
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What is your vision of war? A massive bloodshed, dead corpses lying everywhere, smokes covering the view of the other side. Simply, not an enjoyable vision. But when Paul and his units started to think outside the box, they realized what their enviornment had truly contained. Hidden behind acts of violence and murders, Paul realized beauty. Beaty of “…bumble-bees droning…”(9), “…the grasses sway[ing] their tall spears [and] the white butterflies flutter[ing] around…on the soft watn wind…”(9). Even though, they were in a cruel battle, this quote has let us realize what nature can provide us, and how we cannot appreciate it. Instead, nations decide to ruin that beauty. They send aircrafts, which makes the sky fade its true beauty. They set bombs, which disturbs the living creatures in their busy work.
However, this quote had showed how Paul and his units decided to ignore all those wars tragedy for awhile. When aircraft passed by, they don’t visioned it as a threat, but realized how “…[clouds] rise in a sheaf as they follow[ed] after an airman.”(9) When bomb was set at the front, they didn’t panic, but only interpreted it as “…muffled rumble… [like a] very distant thunder”(9). They were able to forget about everything they had in front of them, and just enjoy the nature’s beauty.
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“The white butterflies flutter around and float on the soft warm wind of the late summer” (9).
I pictured the white butterflies fluttering around in a warm summer afternoon with cool breeze. In this picture, grass sways in a peaceful flowery meadow and bumble-bees quietly buzz around. This scene is a direct opposite from a bloody war where everyone suffers in dramatic pains. By looking at the imagery of white butterflies, silence, peace, light wings, I think the narrator is trying to look for some kind of hope out of his absurd life.
“Over us is the blue sky. On the horizon float the . . . observation-balloons [and] shells. Around us stretches the flowery meadow”
Sky, horizon, and meadow are all open nature that we could have some break and rest. They don’t have an end. The narrator wants to be free from the miserable war and find his own way in his young life.
The narrator goes back to the primitive nature and feels meaning there. Mankind had broken the silence and destroyed the peace and started to defame each other. When the life seems hopeless and miserable, people start to notice little details of beauty from their everyday lives. The narrator, serving in a military at a young age, goes through a harsh warfare in his youth. His life is not guaranteed and the surroundings are merciless. Even in these brutal environments, he recognizes the peace in little things he sees in the original nature.
This quote is very strong because it explains how the narrator is feeling in his inner most soul. He wants to find meaning hope in his life and seek for the freedom by feeling the primitive nature. His instinct wants to find his meaning of life in and find his identity. This quote is also very touching while artistically show how the character is psychologically feeling.
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Using irony, the author used certain words to show readers a different point of war than what usually comes up to a person’s mind: blood, death, loudness, fear, or bombs. However, this quote uses none of these expressions, but rather calm words. Instead of being strained for the next attack, they “[took] off their caps and [laid] them down besides [them]” (9). I think the author’s intension of writing this quote was to portray the soldiers’ minds during the time of war with irony.
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When I just skimmed through this part, I actually thought it was something very peaceful and blissful. However, as I kept reading through the quote, I realized what the author was trying to say. The description was so realistic that I felt the scenery floating around me. I was in a war, but not the worst war. Since the description flowed well, I forgot the real side of the war for a few seconds, but I still could sense that the author is talking about one of the scense that happened during the war.
This type of description is very effective, because it not only attracts the readers’ attention, but the author can send the message very clearly.
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I find this quote beautiful and a great piece. As I stated before, reading this quote gives me the ’slow-motion’ feeling. A good, short feeling I get. I’m guessing that when you’re in a bad situation, you notice the smallest things that are pleasant and peaceful; and suddenly you return back to the horrible life we made.
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Over us is the blue sky. On the horizon float the bright yellow, sunlit observation-balloons, and the many little white clouds of the anti-aircraft shells. Often they rise in a sheaf as they follow after an airman. We hear the muffled rumble of the front only as very distant thunder, bumble-bees droning by quite drown it. Around us stretches the flowery meadow. the grasses sway their tall spears; thw white butterflies flutter around and float on the soft watn wind of the late summer. We read letters and newspapers and smoke. We take off our caps and lay them down besides us. The wind plays with our hair; it plays with our words and thoughts. The three boxes stand in the midst of the glowing, red field-poppies
I could imagine this scene very well because i have felt this feeling before, where you hear, feel, see the nature, and only nature. When I felt this feeling, it felt good. It was like, I was in the different part of the world, or I can say my soul was hovering above myself, unconcious what other things were happening. I think the soldiers were feeling this because they were at the war, feeling kind of empty or hopeless.
to be continued =(
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“Over us [,the soldiers] is the blue sky. On the horizon float[ed] the bright yellow, sunlit observation-balloons, and the many little white clouds of the anti-aircraft shells. Often they r[o]se in a sheaf as they follow[ed] after an airman. We hear[d] the muffled rumble of the front only as very distant thunder, bumble-bees [were] droning by quite drown it. Around us stretche[d] the flowery meadow. The grasses sway[ed] their tall spears; thw white butterflies flutter around and float on the soft watn wind of the late summer. We read letters and newspapers and smoke. We take off our caps and lay[ed] them down besides us. The wind play[ed] with our hair; it play[ed] with our words and thoughts. The three boxes st[ood] in the midst of the glowing, red field-poppies “(9).
I think that this phrase was preferable because the wordings were amazing, and above that, it showed the calmness in the war. The blue sky, isn’t that just pleasing to “look” at? If I were to be in that situation, I would have loved it. The scene would make my jaws stuck and opened.
There is one thing that disturbs me a little. I am not perfectly sure, but I think poppies are flowers that feeds on blood. If I am right, the ending of the scene is pretty scary. The blood feeding flower on the battlefield. Poppies are also red, the color of ever leaking blood.
So I personally found this quote pretty ambigous. It had romantic momments and also bloody momments (Ithink). So I had two thoughts on it.
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it gave me an impression.
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