URGENT
Guys, im in desperate need of help with analysing "Post Card" by peter skrzynecki. It would b a great help if ny1 is able to list some main concerns and textual features of the poem. I know this might seem easy, but when u have a million other subjects in ur head its near impossible to think of the easy stuff.
HSC Standard English is soooooo useless, but i thank ny1 that is willing to help.
here is a discussion that may help you further, although not on this particular poem. It would help if you post the poem.
[www.emule.com]
There is a study guide here:
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Les
does anyone have an analysis of postcard
I don't; nor do I have a copy of the poem.
Uhhh...me neither
I think everyone who doesn't should let everyone know
this way we'll know
My contention is that if a Sports Trivia question is posed such as "Can you name the National League MVP for 1972?", and you answer "No", then you've answered correctly..
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 12/06/2021 11:14AM by JohnnyBoy.
Saturday, January 29, 2022
Post Card
1
A post card sent by a friend
Haunts me
Since its arrival -
Warsaw: Panorama of the Old Town.
He requests i show it
To my parents.
Red busses[sic] on a bridge
Emerging from a corner -
High-rise flats and something
Like a park borders
The river with its concrete pylons.
The sky's the brightest shade.
2
Warsaw, Old Town,
I never knew you
Except in the third person -
Freat [sic]city
That bombs destroyed
Its people massacred
Or exiled - You survived
In the minds
Of a dying generation
Half a world away.
They shelter you
And defend the patterns
Of your remaking,
Condemn your politics,
Cherish your old religion
And drink to freedom
Under the White Eagle's flag.
For the moment,
I repeat, I never knew you,
Let me be.
I've seen red buses
Elsewhere
And all rivers have
An obstinate glare.
My father
Will be proud
Of your domes and towers,
My mother
Will speak of her
Beloved Ukraine.
What's my choice
To be?
I can give you
The recognition
Of eyesight and praise.
What more
Do you want
Besides
The gift of despair?
3
I stare
At the photograph
And refuse to answer
The voices
Of red gables
And a cloudless sky.
On the river's bank
A lone tree
Whispers:
"We will mett [sic]
Before you die."
-Peter Skrzynecki
Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 12/08/2021 07:39AM by petersz.
The original request for an analysis of postcard on eMule was made but a few months after the posting of the poem on another website [http://uberlegende.blogspot.com/20050101_archive.html]. Here, three years after that urgent request, is the poem for all to read. I am not going to analyze this poem though I do thank the original poster for calling our attention to this poem.
Peter S-Z.
Edited 3 time(s). Last edit at 12/08/2021 07:56AM by petersz.