Our teacher gave us for homework to analyze a poem written by an unknown Baroque poet. It is really hard and deep-minded by my opinion. How is the loneliness alone??? Please help me.
Hope
I am alone,
Alone in the loneliness,
The loneliness is "alone".
Only the spirits circling in the ether whisper to me:
-Oh what is a cold breeze to those who live?
What do we cherish?
Trapped in this pathetic existence,
My only way out is to say out,
loud:
FREEDOM!
I will surmise that there is no existential valve or conduit to alleviate this state of being. It is an unalterable state of existence. Or, it could be a melodramatic play on words-an attempt to express the dark, abandoned state that the author is experiencing.
Sounds more like a poem by an emo teenager. I half suspect your teacher is pulling your collective legs.
"As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being." --Carl Gustav Jung
"To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due." --Neil Gaiman; The Sandman Vol. 4: Season of Mists
"I'm on my way, from misery to happiness today. Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh" --The Proclaimers
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