Simulation, Stimulation
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Simulation, Stimulation,
Living in our
minds,
It helps us to enjoy ourselves;
It helps us to unwind.
No matter that it isn't real,
And that we have
been tricked,
It truly seems that it's to be
The life that most have picked.
We grew up playing Pac Man;
Before that it was
Pong,
And then when we grew tired of them,
Along came Donkey Kong.
Simulation, Stimulation,
Everywhere we
look,
We try to live without it, but
We find that we are hooked.
We think that we should take a hike,
Or walk down
by the sea,
Instead we'd rather stay at home
And watch it on TV.
Let's hope we soon grow sick and tired,
Of
looking at the 'tube',
But maybe it just took this time
To get us in the
mood,
To get ourselves up off the couch;
Go see the
world around us,
And when we do, I know that it
Will awe; inspire; astound
us.
The poet wants to talk about life in the past, how it
was, how people were entertained, compared to this time. He says before they
played pac man, and now came along Donkey Kong, a character in video games,
so it is a metaphor, he compares the situation back then and right now. Also
he says that he’s sick and tired of looking at the television with a tube,
because now there is LCDs and all kind of flat screens, so that’s symbolism,
to symbolize the television as a tube. I think he regrets living this life;
maybe he liked everything in the old times, and no technology. The tone of
the author is full of regret and fear, fear to enter a world of technology that
is simpler than before, we can distinguish that by him saying: “And that we
have been tricked, it truly seems that it's to be
The life that most have
picked.” So he says –in an indirect way- that other people chose this life
and he didn’t want it.
The poem rhymes: “around us […] astound us” the sound
–us-
“by the sea […] TV” we here the sound -ee-
We also find repetition of the words: “Simulation,
Stimulation”. Two times.
A world of
machines is where we live;
It’s such a tragedy.
The human touch is all but
gone,
Like ancient history.
Voice mail,
computers and fax machines, E-mail and web sites galore, If we should survive
a thousand more years,
There’s bound to be very much more.
I want to
talk to a person,
Someone who knows what I need,
I’m tired of listening to
menus,
Just answer the telephone please.
It’s time
we got back to basics,
Where people are really in tune.
A cold metal box will
not be enough
To fulfill our need to commune.
Another poem, with almost the same message, by the same
author. I’m guessing this author doesn’t really like technology. He says that
living in a world of machines is such a tragedy (1st line). And
that the human, or the things made by hand are gone, all what is here is
computers and robots. And he also predicts that they’ll be more than just fax
machine and e-mail, it will be much advanced. And at the end, he says that a
cold metal, which might be the computer won’t help him his need to commune
with others, to share things and connect.
It’s kind of hard to point out any figures of speech for
this poem. But we might say hyperbole: The author is really exaggerating, how
can anyone hate technology, he only focuses on the negative sides and
neglects the positive sides. Also we might find symbolism when he said:
“Where people are really in tune”, people can’t be in tune, he symbolizes
tuning by keeping in touch. As we can find imagery, in the last sentence, as
it might be symbolism: “A cold metal box will not be enough to fulfill our
need to commune”. He really has issues with the computer, first they’re cold,
and then a metal box, it’s kind of harsh for a computer to be described as a
metal box, it gives us the impression that it’s useless, and it’s not.
When To Call IT Support
By Anonymous
If a packet hits a
pocket on a socket on a port,
And the bus is
interrupted by a virus that you caught,
Or the address of
the memory makes your circular disk abort,
Causing the socket
packet pocket an error to report!
If your cursor finds
a menu item followed by a dash,
And double-clicking
icons put your documents in the trash,
If your data is
corrupted ’cause you were making such a hash,
And secretly won’t
admit it, that your system’s gonna’ crash!
If the label on your
cable on the table for your mouse,
Says the network is
connected to VPN from your house,
But your packets
want to tunnel by another protocol
That’s repeatedly
rejected by the printer down the hall,
If your screen is
all distorted by code from a high-school hack,
So the icons in the
window are as wavy as San Andreas’ crack,
Then you may as well
reboot and go make a call to us,
’Cause as sure as
it’s your fault, it is IT you’re gonna’ cuss!
When the copy of
your project gets deleted off the disk,
And the microcode
instructions cause unnecessary RISC,
Then we have to buy
more memory to get you RAM for your ROM,
Or fix the printer
jamming so you can print a picture of your Mom!
So when you call IT,
IT support will do all it possibly can,
But know we’re not
gods or demons, simply a person, ‘just like you man’,
You can be sure that
we’re the cure for the sickness that you feel,
We’re not virtual or
cloned, not an image, or technically surreal,
And when you’re
desperate and in need, of a computer to fix or loan,
You can call us to
help you, we won’t abandon you all alone,
Cause we’re the
intel’ of your Intel, inside your box we see,
We’re your guardians
of your matrix … so remember… be kind to your IT!
The anonymous author wants
to send us a message that tells us when to call IT support, to fix our computer;
on any conditions we should call them, whether it’s a hardware problem or a
software problem. And that IT support won’t abandon us and will help us.
First thing we noticed is the rhymes, in the first stanza the rhyme scheme is
ABAA, in the second it’s AAAA (all alike), in the 3rd stanza, it’s
AABB, in the 4th it’s AABB…
We also find repetition of
the word “If” all the time, that’s because calling IT support is based on a
condition so he uses if statements. The author also uses symbolism to
symbolize IT support as guardians of our computers: “We’re your
guardians of your matrix”. The tone of the author is exciting, I personally
felt excited while reading, especially as if it were a song, not a poem and
read it out loud.
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Up to
date
By Robert Byers
A 28k modem is slower than fate
A 386 is a paperweight
A 4x CD is not so great
But my love for you is up to date
A 5 inch floppy is hard to find
A 12 inch screen will leave you blind
An all DOS system is way behind
But my love for you is the modern kind
The pace of change is getting faster
The new technology is hard to master
Today's new computer will be out to pasture
But losing you would be real disaster
I can make it fine with my old stuff
So much of the new is merely fluff
I'll never be a technology buff
But since I have you I have enough.
It’s the combination of two themes into
one amazing poem. He compares the one he loves to the components of the
computer. That his love to her is so precious and rich, that it’s even better
than a computer. The rhyme scheme is the same but for each stanza alone, it
means that all the stanzas are AAAA, but with different sounds compared to one
another. He repeats the word “but” in the last verse of each stanza to
introduce something contrasting with what he said, in this case, the components
of a computer, with his love to her. The tone of the author is really loving
and caring, but of course, because poems like this must have a decent tone, so
that the reader enjoys it.
by Emily Dickinson
Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings a tune without words
And never stops at all.
And sweetest, in the gale, is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That keeps so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in extremity
It asks a crumb of me.
Our fourth theme today, is hope. This
poem really describes hope, but generally. That it’s so sweet and smooth, so
smooth it could perch in the soul. It has a really positive influence on a
human. At first, the tone of the author was extremely delicate, but when I saw
that last stanza, I changed my mind, suddenly, I felt that the author’s hope
had gone and that she had no faith in herself by saying that she had heard of
hope before but hope had never ked a crumb of her, that hope doesn’t come very
often to her. The rhyme scheme is ABAB in all stanzas except for the last one
it’s ABBB. He uses imagery to describe the land as chili and cold, and also to
describe the sea as strange. And the whole point of using this is to inform us
that hope can be everywhere, even in the weirdest places, these two verses can
be also an allusion, a reference to a place (land and sea).
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What hope
means
by Andy Falkenburg
Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the gentle cold breeze on a hot summer day
Hope is to remain positive when going gets tough
Hope is seeking more when others think you had enough
Hope is dreaming of tomorrow
Hope is simmering under sorrow
Hope is sparkles when tears in our eyes
Hope is a beautiful thing & beautiful things never dies
What hope means
Hope is as light as a feather
Hope keeps all of us together
Hope is ubiquitous and free of cost
hope is the last thing ever lost.....
The second poem of the same theme,
hope. The author describes what hope really is, and how can we find it in
different situations, such as on a summer day, that it can be a shining light
in the darkness. Hope also keeps us together. So it’s a metaphor to make the
term “hope” sound clearer in our heads. The author uses repetition of the
word “hope”, practically in each line. The author wants to tell us that hope
never dies but in another way so he tells us: “Hope is a beautiful thing &
beautiful things never dies”. So he sends two messages in the same sentence,
that hope is beautiful and beautiful never dies, and since hope is beautiful
then hope equally never dies, it stays with you all the time, you just have
to find it.
A Conceit
by Maya Angelou
Give me your hand
Make room for me
to lead and
follow
you
beyond this rage of poetry.
Let others have
the privacy of
touching
words
and love of loss
of love.
For me
Give me your hand.
I feel
that this poem is really prosaic, and now you might ask why did I choose it
in the first place, it’s because I wanted to have a great variety of poems,
from prosaic to animated, from long to short. We might analyze that she is
talking to someone she loves or admires, the way she repeats the words: “Give
me your hand”, it’s a way to express her love. And we find that she needs him
by saying: “ Make room
for me
to lead and follow
you
beyond this rage of poetry.” so that she feels
a connection.
The poem that I wrote:
"XDTech"
XDTechnologies is what they call us now
When you here what we do, you'll simply bow
So let me take you on a journey on how it started
Fasten your seat belts and try to be open-hearted
Sitting in my room, playing on my phone
Trying to zoom with a picture
It got me so curious
And was so mysterious
Asked my father how could they do it
Simply "Xcode" was his answer
Seemed as hard as getting a building permit
And the level was much advancer
Founded a company
Call my friend in order to accompany me
Of course he was interested
As I called two designers who are now committed
We called it "FunApps"
Every app we created was premeditated
Sadism sometimes accompanied us while working
Hope seemed lost as we were talking
After almost one year of research and work
We had to divert to a different route of fame
No, it wasn't to rework what we did
But was to log out and sign in with a different username
XDTechnologies is what they call us
This is our history, this is who we are
We're programmers and won't accept any mar
And will not be disavowed
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