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Reflective Essay – Mid Term Break
In my opinion, the poem, Mid Term Break is a very good and realistic poem , Seamus has written it very well it tells how his father was sitting in the porch crying and that he usually can handle funerals but , not this one because it was a member of his own family and he did not know how that felt before but this has hit him , and the mother is still in shock it really has not sunk in yet she is just coughing out tearfull sighs and the poor baby thinks it is just a normal day does not have a clue about the death of her own brother she is just laughing and rocking her pram , he has not gone into the room yet to see his brother who has died because he's scared to death to see his pale faced bruised templed brother just lying there. It is evident that Heaney has the images and that permanently like etched into his mind and shizz. He is like trying to total block it out when it says corpse. Heaney takes on the role his dad would normally take, shaking stranger hands and that. This is because his dad is too cut up to do that stuff himself. Also, poppies symbolize remembrance to the dead of his brother.
The title symbolizes a number of things. Firstly, "break" represents the ending of the happiness of a family. Also, it could represent the ending of the family tree as branches of tress break. In addition, "break" signifies the breaking of bones which is associated with death. "Mid-term Break" is normally associated with a school holiday which is usually spent with the family having a relaxing happy time. However, in this poem, the holiday is a sad upsetting time. Imagery such as "I saw him" transports the reader into the child's life so they experience what it is like for him. So, the reader is captivated by the emotion."I met my father crying" shows that death can have a huge effect on people's lives as a father represents a strong leader who isn't effected by upsetting actions which take place in this world.
Besides, this poem...