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Poet: William Carlos Williams
Poem: The Hunters in the Snow
Poem of the Day:
Aug 29 2000
Comment 1 of 1, added on September 5th, 2007 at 11:56 AM.
The general meaning is the description of a picture that talks about the hunters in the winter.
The detailed meaning is how lives the hunters during the winter,with the harsh weather and how the painter has chosen the things or the objects that wanted to paint and show the reality of the people. May be the history is created by the painter and that situation does not exist.
The poet’s intention are illustrated the truth about their people and how they feel in that place or situation. May be the poet is trying to say how a family live when they have been through difficult times and how they sort out all the problems with the familly, relatives and also the comunity, all this is said in the poem “hanging from
a broken hinge is a stag a crucifix... inn yard is deserted but for a huge bonfire that flares wind-driven it is tended by women who cluster about it to the right beyond...”
camila from Chile
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The general meaning is the description of a picture that talks about the hunters in the winter.
The detailed meaning is how lives the hunters during the winter,with the harsh weather and how the painter has chosen the things or the objects that wanted to paint and show the reality of the people. May be the history is created by the painter and that situation does not exist.
The poet’s intention are illustrated the truth about their people and how they feel in that place or situation. May be the poet is trying to say how a family live when they have been through difficult times and how they sort out all the problems with the familly, relatives and also the comunity, all this is said in the poem “hanging from
a broken hinge is a stag a crucifix... inn yard is deserted but for a huge bonfire that flares wind-driven it is tended by women who cluster about it to the right beyond...”
camila from Chile