The Daly Post

          In my last blog, I talked about how writing poetry myself and sharing it is one of the hardest things. As a poet, I feel as though the goal is to make your audience feel something or to write something that someone can relate to. One thing I have learned throughout these past couple weeks is that the best poetry comes from within. Using emotion, experience, and heart is the key to writing a poem when aiming for this goal. It doesn’t have to be complex either; poetry isn’t defined by how many lines you write, but rather what you write. Being timid and closed off, vulnerability is scary for me. Although, I realized that I’m not the only one who feels hesitant and judged when it comes to sharing poetry, and that idea of being scared of vulnerability is shared throughout this class. After reading some of my peers’ poetry in their mentor poet projects and in their blogs, I felt inspired to share my own. Here’s a simple, hopefully relatable poem about o...

          The past few weeks we have been working with poetry. We have done many assignments and projects that have expanded my knowledge and allowed me to grow as a poet, one being the mentor poet assignment. For the mentor poet assignment I chose Shane Koyczan, a Canadian writer and spoken word poet.            I’ve always been drawn to spoken word poetry. I remember the first time I saw it being performed was in my eighth grade video tech class. Every Friday, my teacher would show us inspirational and moving videos that would hopefully open up our perspectives on certain things in our everyday life. He just happened one Friday to show this certain poet and his poetry and it has stuck with me ever since. “To This Day” by Shane Koyczan, is a spoken word poem about bullying. I remember when I saw it, I was instantly moved and gravitated towards it because of my past experience of being bullied. In his poem, Koyczan touches...

          Poetry is something that I have always struggled with. One could say that we have a very love-hate relationship. I have found that I genuinely love to read poetry. I enjoy being able to connect experiences and emotions within my life to the hidden messages and meanings within certain poems. I also really like the creative aspect that it gives both the writer and the reader. When writing a poem, there aren’t any limits to what the writer can write about or how they choose to write it. In terms of the reader, there is no right or wrong answer when it comes to interpreting the significance of a poem. It can mean one thing to one reader, and a whole other thing to another reader which just exemplifies the beauty of poetry - there are no limits.           Although there are things I love about poetry, there are certain aspects and experiences that lead to this love-hate relationship. One thing that I don’t enjoy when it co...

     When reading Siddhartha, and knowing the prompt for the blog revolved around the idea of a hero’s journey, my mind immediately went to the movie, The Lion King. I found similarities between both Simba’s personal journey and Siddhartha’s journey, and would like to touch on how the two relate.      In both stories, the main characters are both set out to discover something. Siddhartha, for example, is seeking for Enlightenment. Simba, on the other hand, is searching for his sense of self. Both individuals are on a journey to better themselves and grow into the true characters they are meant to become. Siddhartha, on his journey of enlightenment, is discovering who he is as a person and what his true, innate beliefs are. Simba, on his journey, is discovering that his pathway in life is meant to lead the kingdom and his destiny is to become King, following in his father’s footsteps. These journey’s both result in Siddhartha and Simba finding who they truly...

    My first semester of 12 AP has been an awesome experience for me. Even though we are online, I think the liveliness and enthusiasm that lives in the classroom is still present on zoom. It is definitely not the same, but being a part of a class that saviors that same energy has been awesome.       One of my favorite assignments was actually our final project. Writing is my favorite part of English, and I love the freedom it gave us to pick a topic of our choice, do research on it, and write about it. It was awesome because I was able to apply everything we have learned in the past couple months about writing a strong thesis, structure, and overall purpose, but at the same time I was able to make it my own and be creative with it. I definitely think the research paper was a representation of my writing growth this semester. I’m really proud of how it turned out and I hope that throughout second semester I continue to grow as a writer.    ...

We’ve all heard of the classic saying “money can’t buy happiness”. For some of us, this concept clicks. We grow up, get a job, make money, and realize that it’s in fact the little things, loved ones, and stupid things in our lives that matter most and truly make us happy. Although for some of us, such as Willy, we don’t understand this concept and believe that nothing matters more in the world than money itself. Believing that money is the root to happiness is ultimately what leads to failure. Willy, along with many others, focus so much on the aspect of success that they miss out on the parts of life that create true happiness: relationships and experiences. Putting this idea into a simpler, more comical perspective, imagine a dog. A dog can have the biggest cage sold on the market, the fanciest leash and collar, an assortment of winter vests for when the air gets crisp, but I guarantee that that dog isn’t happy. What makes that dog happy you might ask? The answer is quite simple - it...

          As we wrap up Act 1 of The Death of a Salesman , I keep on trying to make sense of the title and its overall meaning in regards to the text. I think it is clear to say that Willy acts as the salesman that is being referred to in the title. From the beginning, he is portrayed as an older man who seems to think he has his life together. He claims he is this big shot, business man that knows the “key to success”. Although he is constantly seen running around, meeting with customers, trying to “make it” - it doesn’t make much sense! If he knows the “key to success”, why are we seeing him, as a 50-year-old man, bust around as if he were someone inexperienced and new to the business world? Simpler said by me than Willy himself, he hasn’t lived up to the American Dream he has strived to achieve. It’s as if he knows this, but doesn’t want to admit it to himself. When the title mentions the word “death”, it isn’t supposed to be taken literally. I could eas...