Joel

Although the couple of sentences I thought was beautiful read aloud were very intense and not very peaceful. I found it to be intriguing and beautiful in an artistic way. The couple of sentences I picked was on page one that says: “For a nation has invaded my land, Mighty and without number; Its teeth are the teeth of a lion, And it has the fangs of a lioness. It has made my vine a waste and my fig tree splinters. It has stripped them bare and cast them away; Their branches have become white. Wail like a virgin girded with sackcloth For the bridegroom of her youth. The grain offering and the drink offering are cut off…” The beginning of this section talks about how this nation has invaded a land, but the detail describing how the land was invaded was poetic. I could not have described something like that in such an intense elegant way. The way he describes the invasion as teeth like a lion’s, I just imagined the pressure and force and edge this nation had coming into this situation. As Joel continues to describe the invasion, the usage of texture through his words were put together nicely by describing the fig tree as full of splinters; unpleasant and not really wanting to touch.  They have been stripped away and cast off as a group. And to me, reading the last few lines about the virgin and the bridegroom and the beautiful color of white so pure and clean was the decline of the climax, it seemed to  ease up and be relaxed not so much intense anymore, but calm and peaceful. It shows the beauty of the “bridegroom” giving of herself, being selfs to join another. This piece I picked was filled with detail and intriguing to me. It may be the fact that this “beauty” I picked wasn’t a stereotyped beauty, but an edgier beauty that most don’t look at as beauty.