Emily
4/21/13
My Doves by Louisa May Alcott this poem really drew my attention this week. This poem is about doves as you may of noticed in the title. It’s a very basic topic but the author makes it so much more. This poem is a little over a page long, but every line gives you a clear image of the event. The poem is very descriptive, I enjoyed it a lot. There is a lot of alliteration in this poem I noticed for example “Twinkling eyes and fluttering wings.” There is a lot of ings in that sentence, and it flows very nicely. I also noticed a metaphor in this line “And my alms are freely taken.” It’s a metaphor because its not a donation the person is just feeding the doves I guess in a way it could be a donation. There’s a famous metaphor towards the end of the poem as well “So, they teach me the sweet lesson, That the humblest may give Help and hope, and in so doing, Learn the truth by which we live; For the heart that freely scatters simple charities and loves, Lures home content, and joy, and peace, like a soft-winged flock of doves.” That is a metaphor for what you give is what you get many writers have used that sort of metaphor in there writing not exactly in that form though. I just thought that was a nice way to end the poem.
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