BLOG VIII

 Fighting or Surrender?      

            Life is composing of two mean things: life or death. Each one of us such as humans have problems that could bring us in a deep hole or having the attitude of fighting for get better of that situation. There are two poems that can explain that feelings. I can say that “Hope” written by Lisel Muller is the exact way how I think about adversity. But also “Because I could not stop for death” by Emily Dickinson is the opposite of my ideology of life. 

            Many times we feel deeply defeated by life adversities, but there is always an open window to our problems. Muller says that hope is at any place even if it is insignificant. For me hope is like a window where you can see many solutions to our overwhelming issues. Like Muller say that hope can be at any place or thing: “It sprouts in each occluded eye/ of the many-eyed potato,/  it lives in each earthworm segment surviving cruelty,/ it is the motion that runs from the eyes to the tail of a dog,/ it is the mouth that inflates the longs/ of the child that has just been born” (478). Maybe we could feel tiny when life is to big to hug it, but even if we are small size to confront all life adversities, hope is going to be there for us, and as result we can survive in this cruel world. Hope is just life, and it gives us courage to confront all our fears. Hope is a deeper feeling that shows our soul which makes us loyal to ourselves and others, and also is like poetry because is the mirror of our inner. Muller reaffirms, hope is: “(…) the serum which make us swear/ not to betray one another;/ it is in this poem, trying to speak.” (478)

 Even though hope is an open window to our dark side such feelings and thoughts, there is the surrender. The Dickinson’s poem “Because I could not stop for death” is an idea that I do not embrace because it is give us before start the war against life adversities. I do not believe that we should surrender to the weakness of  living in this hard world. Even though Dickinson states that: “Because I could not stop for Death-/ He kindly stopped for me-/ The Carriage held but just Ourselves-/ And immortality” (488). We should fight because only that part of life can give us immortality. It is through out our actions and courage to confront all our fears. If we are cowards how we can build our heritage. It is the way to that immortality. Death can be a nice and sweet way to stop our dilemma about life, but even though we live short moments of happiness, abundance, and the good side of  life; we cannot surrender to darkness, to the cold world where fears and lack of emotions rule. Death can be the best solution to above all, but it can be a cowardly act that fall into oblivion because death what I can understand in Dickenson poem is suicide which denies courage for living.

Hope is immortality, but death is forgetting, and we should never stop for death.