Question

somebody please help me

Answer 1

the guitar poem
What does the title contribute to the reader’s understanding?
Who is speaking? What is the situation?
What difficult, special, unusual words does the poem contain?
What references need explaining?
How does the poem develop? Personal statement or a story?
What is the main idea of the poem?
What kind of figurative language is the poem using? What about symbolism or literary allusions?
Now begins the cry
Of the guitar,
Breaking the vaults
Of dawn.
5 Now begins the cry
Of the guitar.
Useless
To still it.
Impossible
10 To still it.
It weeps monotonously
As weeps the water,
As weeps the wind
Over snow.
15 Impossible
To still it.
It weeps
For distant things,
Warm southern sands
2 0 Desiring white camellias.
It mourns the arrow without a target,
The evening without morning.
And the first bird dead
Upon a branch.
2 5 O guitar!
A wounded heart,
Wounded by five swords.

Answer 2

How far did you get with these?

Answer 3

im supposed to answer these questions.
Who is speaking? What is the situation?
What difficult, special, unusual words does the poem contain?
What references need explaining?
How does the poem develop? Personal statement or a story?
What is the main idea of the poem?
What kind of figurative language is the poem using? What about symbolism or literary allusions?
but I don't understand the poem

Answer 4

Hmmm.... I admit that this one is not all evident. Perhaps a reading that puts it in context:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YANuq9CXZDE

He modifies a few lines, but, you can hear some of the things it alludes to in the way he plays.

Answer 5

that didn't help :(

Answer 6

Any instrument played in a sad tone could be said to be weeping.

Answer 7

THE FISH
I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
half out of water, with my hook
fast in a corner of his mouth.
5 He didn’t fight.
He hadn’t fought at all.
He hung a grunting weight,
battered and venerable
and homely. Here and there
10 his brown skin hung in strips
like ancient wallpaper,
and its pattern of darker brown
was like wallpaper:
shapes like full-blown roses
15 stained and lost through age.
He was speckled with barnacles,
fine rosettes of lime,
and infested
with tiny white sea-lice,
2 0 and underneath two or three
rags of green weed hung down.
While his gills were breathing in
the terrible oxygen
—the frightening gills,
2 5 fresh and crisp with blood,
that can cut so badly—
I thought of the coarse white flesh
packed in like feathers,
the big bones and the little bones,
3 0 the dramatic reds and blacks
of his shiny entrails,
and the pink swim-bladder
like a big peony.
I looked into his eyes
3 5 which were far larger than mine
but shallower, and yellowed,
the irises backed and packed
with tarnished tinf seen through the lenses
4 0 of old scratched isinglass.1
They shifted a little, but not
to return my stare.
—It was more like the tipping
of an object toward the light.
4 5 I admired his sullen face,
the mechanism of his jaw,
and then I saw
that from his lower lip
—if you could call it a lip—
5 0 grim, wet, and weaponlike,
hung five old pieces of fish-line,
or four and a wire leader
with the swivel still attached,
with all their five big hooks
5 5 grown firmly in his mouth.
A green line, frayed at the end
where he broke it, two heavier lines,
and a fine black thread
still crimped from the strain and snap
6 0 when it broke and he got away.
Like medals with their ribbons
frayed and wavering,
a five-haired beard of wisdom
trailing from his aching jaw.
6 5 I stared and stared
and victory filled up
the little rented boat,
from the pool of bilge
where oil had spread a rainbow
7 0 around the rusted engine
to the bailer rusted orange,
the sun-cracked thwarts2
the oarlocks on their strings,
the gunnels3 —until everything
7 5 was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow!
And I let the fish go.
CAN YOU ANSWER THE ?S TO THIS POEM

Answer 8

The sound that the person describes is probably best captured by The Beatles:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3RYvO2X0Oo

Oh, and a person weeps when they are hurt. So, why would a guitar weep? Well, if the player wanted it to... but to "hurt" or play the guitar, you use all five fingers. The five swords.

Imagine a piece of music with no words to it... one so sad it moved you. Moved you deeply. Pachelbel's Canon is one of these. It has been used so many times for sad themes because of this. In fact, that may make it a better example of what the author is describing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXC9tuumjiA

So, at that moment, as the music flows over you, you are transported in thought to another place. You dream of many things for that moment in time. It is endless, even though we know it ends. And in that state, you come up with a poem... or Federico Garcia Lorca did.

Answer 9

thank you