Charles Harpur Poem

The poem (Mid Summer Noon) written by an English man named Charles Harpur based his story on the old bushland of Windsor New South Wales. In the poem, Harpur explains that he is out in the bush. Everything like the trees and the grass is quiet and there is a soft gentle breeze.

He talks about different types of animals and bugs that are nowhere to be seen. It’s almost like the bush is a ghost town. There’s no moment anywhere. Harpur makes mention of a humming sound becoming louder and louder as if something was coming closer towards him.

He focuses his eyes and realises it is a beetle but not just any beetle this strange creature was a dragon hornet. He describes the fascinating insect in such detail, as the hornet spreads its wings the blazing sun made the radiant golden yellow appear as if the beetle had flames surrounding it, Harpur was so impressed he described the beetle like a “gem on fire”.

In my opinion, Harpur’s poem is unique and very original. Through my eyes, the poem could be based on Charles Harpur finding love and excitement with his life finding something that makes him feel like his life is exciting.

His poem could also be about his day and this moment he experienced, Harpur could have wanted to share this with the world because he thought it was a amazing moment in his life. In conclusion I found this poem beautifully spoken. It is different and nothing like I’ve heard before.


Praskovya Fedorobna

You are Ivan’s wife Praskovya Fedorovna. Tell a friend what you really think about your husband.

When I was introduced to Praskovya Fedorovna in the first chapter, we found that her husband  Ivan had died, she seemed to have some coldness against him. She had become The money grubbing widow. As described in the novel Praskovya is “a short, fat woman who despite all efforts to the contrary had continued to broaden steadily from her shoulders downwards and who had the same extraordinarily arched eyebrows as the lady who had been standing by the coffin” Everything Praskovya does seems fake and exaggerated in a senses that she doesn’t seem to have any sadness, her sighs, her tears, all of it is for show. This is shown by the way she seems to feel bad for herself! when she tells Peter Ivanovich about Ivan’s sufferings in his very last days of being alive It’s almost as if the true she was the one in pain not Ivan.

Alana 3 Blog

Construct a question of your own that relates to any aspect of what we have been studying in the last two weeks and how it has impacted on your own experience.

What is the meaning behind Philip Pirrip’s nickname, Pip ?

Pip explains the origin of his name and why he is called Pip, within the first sentence of Great Expectations, saying “My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.” The growth and meaning of Pip’s name develops in Pip’s character in the novel as he learns more on who is “always bear the name of Pip.” Once he comes into his great expectations, others begin to refer to him as “Mr. Pip” due to him coming into maturity. Herbert Pocket, Pip’s first friend in London, gives him a nickname as a symbol of their friendship and familiarity. Myself having many nicknames love the fact that nicknames exist, there’s a sense of belonging and being apart of something when one is to get a nickname. When I got my nickname Alan it not only reminds me on my passed on grandfather but also reminds me that my friends and family see me as someone who is a lot like him as well. Having a nickname can become a different part of your identity and how you go to show yourself to the people around you. The nickname Alan for me is a name I hold dear to me, it gives me so much happiness and holds a place in my heart that brings back memories and thoughts that are good.


4. (Write a very short story, or a poem about your experience as a student of 19th Century literature at ACU in 2022.)

Old English / Shakespearean

A timeth at which hour ev’ryone hadst so much to liveth f’r,
“What about me?”
Wherefore doest t has’t to beest hard f’r me to und’rstand?
I tryeth!
Struggling to moveth f’rward,
nev’r hath left behind in the dusteth,
Nay m’re!
“Art these w’rds forsooth mine own w’rds?”
“Or art these w’rds already been spoken in the same mann’r?”
“Doth oth’rs knoweth what i cullionly?”
“Shall those gents knoweth what t doth feel to beest diff’rent?”

The studyeth helps me!
I’ve grown m’re since,
I has’t been trying mine own most wondrous through t all.
Bite this by the ear, but i’m struggling.
I tryeth.
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Modern English

A time when everyone had so much to live for,
what about me?
Why does it have to be hard for me to understand?
I try!
Struggling to move forward,
but never left behind in the dust,
no more!
Are these words indeed my words?
Or are these words already been spoken in the same manner?
Do others know what I mean?
Will they know what it feels to be different?
The study helps me cope!
I’ve grown more since,
I have been trying my best through it all.
I love this, but I’m struggling.
I try.
I try.

Alana Broomham

In Honour of Shakespeare

moth’r nature

Thee windeth whistle through mine own ears,
as thy travelling lamp kisses mine own rosy cheeks, with tis golden rays of lighteth,
“Couldst thy heavens has blesset us thy present day?”
Ye asketh thy self.
n’r beauty tis self couldst ev’r compareth beforeth infiniteth p’rfection.
Moth’r natureth,
Thee lady glistens and swirls,
int’rtwines thee ways of they w’rld,
N’r cousin ‘r foe thine lady’ll,
Draweth out h’r c’re
f’r humanity
Att each moment beest did prepare f’r war,
Thee loveth and careth shalt thy lady shareth with us all,
N’r ev’r shalt giveth tis death doth us parteth,
thy continueth furth’rm’re.

Alana Broomham

Francis Webb “Five days old”

While some believe that Francis Webb was just a mental wreak in an asylum, some people also believed he was “the most unjustly neglected poet of the twentieth century”.

Francis Webb was born in Adelaide along with his three sisters. His father was a musician. His fathers career shortly came to an end due to his father being hospitalised a year later after Francis’s mother sadly passing away, Francis Webb was only two years old. In 1928, Webb and his three sisters were sent to live with their grandparents, Charles and Amy in Sydney. This was when Webb wrote his first poems as a birthday present for his grandmother.

Webb’s first major publication piece was “Palace of Dreams” this was published on The Bulletin in 1942. Soon after Webb’s arrival in England, Seven years after his first published pieces he was then put into a mental asylum because of a suicide attempt. Whilst he was in the mental asylum he wrote his most famous poems such as ‘Birthday’ and ‘The Canticle’

Francis Webb had server schizophrenia which confine him to being in an asylum most of his life. He attempted many times to commit suicide, and went crazy and developed into a chronic depression inside the asylum. 1973 he ended up passing away in Rydalmere, Sydney.

Henry Lawson

“Faces In The Street” Continuation:

Governments and Priest laugh and sing while they play with the needy on a string.
Nothing more than dancing dolls owned by the power of people in control.
They pride around to do meets and greets standing faces to face with the poor forsaken people of the streets.

working on, working on.

To a tune of workers feet.

Oh, I pray to God for the people working on the street.

The fallen Australian heroes of the past we have forgotten.
The faces of the deadbeat fleet their homes, uniforms ironed perfectly neat.
Now lie beneath the places where we sleep, pray and eat.
Blood flows down our creaks into the water that we drink from the soldiers that would march to honor Australia on our united streets.

Digging deep, digging deep.

To the sound of stamping feet.

We see the graves of the men who served and saved our nations streets.

In The Waiting Room

The painting “In the waiting room” was made in 1943 by Noel Counihan. In the painting It seems like this elderly woman is in some sort of waiting room hence the name, we can see this can be perceived as a symbolistic point of view as if the women waiting for the depression to end so she can live a happy life. We can see from the edgy colours and the rough design that this lady is experiencing a traumatic time.

Artist : Noel Counihan Date : 1943

The way she is sitting down with her hands in her lap and leaning forward shows the viewer that the women is uncomfortable and at an uneasy time in her life. From the dull colours we can experience the perception that her mind is in a dark place as if she is in a waiting room but with no one around. This represents that she feels alone letting her mind to drift off into deep thought. Is it possible that she is thinking about how to care for her family while the men are at war?

How this painting is an example of human experience in Australia is how all Australians suffered throughout this point in time. As shown in the painting “in the waiting room” it was an era of the great depression. Due to the men being gone at war the woman was put in a position where they had to fend for themselves.

This painting is special due to the deep colours that are used to show the depression emitting off the lady and the contrast of what the painting represents and how it speaks to us metaphorically of how she is feeling in this time. The texture of the strokes look rough and blurry, the artists made it seem as if he painted the canvas fast and rugged.

The women started doing jobs they weren’t allowed to do before because they were ‘women’, they started running the economy the way the men used to. This was a time of evolution for the women of the 19th century. Jobs such as mechanics and oil riggers needed to be continued, the men weren’t around so the women started doing whatever they needed to, for their children and loved ones.

There isn’t much detail throughout the painting but the shadows around the lady’s face shows us how skinny and slim she is. What makes the painting special is how she is wearing a bright red cardigan which makes her stand out, I feel like this red cardigan is a sign of hope that there is going to be a bright future for her family

Dame Mary Gilmore

Dame Mary Gilmore’s poem “ Eve song “ paints a picture of a woman who is conflicted by her role as a mother and a wife, I agree with this statement because the repetitive words and keywords that Gilmore uses in the poem tells us a story about her life but relates this to all woman that deal with this situation.

“ Eve song “ written by Dame Mary Gilmore tells the reader a story about not only Dame Mary Gilmore but all women who deal with a situation that is similar.
Gilmore tells us about a thread that binds the heart of man, In my opinion, the thread she talks about connects with all females in the world. We are all apart of the chain from the first woman, Eve to traditional women in today’s generation.

Dame Mary Gilmore

She relates entirely to how many women deal with men wondering around not being faithful, men not pulling their weight in the relationship and how that places women in a position where they feel too belittled to stay at home. Through the male perception, our (women’s) job is to stay in the kitchen and be housemaids.

Gilmore discusses the children of mothers and wives who give their lives for their own family, “we are strong and sacrifice our happiness and life so our children can have the best in their life.”

Gilmore than goes on about how the man she once loved isn’t the same man for example “ he said he was strong. He had no strength” this portrays the man to seem as if he was nothing more than just a man.

He didn’t bring joy into her life anymore he just left her with heartache and responsibilities of raising children. The man came back, Gilmore let him back into her heart with open, loving arms like a lot of women, we can always forgive even when partners can be unfaithful.

Overall this situation is like thousands of females in the world and it proves to us that this has always been a habit in our lives. Gilmore tells us ” I span Eve span ” from the first person on the earth to Dame Mary Gilmore to women we see today we still hear the same story this makes us all bond together.

Dame Mary Gilmore stood up for all women, we as a community and a feministic world should stand up for ourselves and each other, Stop this lifestyle! that’s been happening on repeat for years. We are strong, independent women and we have a right to go out, work and deserve the true love and be respected always.

Let’s make a habit throughout all generations and let ourselves have the ability to speak up in toxic relationships and move on to better and bigger things so they can feel the true depth of happiness and not feel chained up or stuck in a place where we feel like there is no unconditional love.

About Me

For those who don’t know who I am my name is Alana-Kerri Broomham, you can just call me Alana, I’m 18 years old and quite frankly really mature for my age, well that’s what people tell me.

I finished year 12 last year and began working with my older sister at Seven hills Aqua learn the swim, what a blast that has been so far… all I have to say is she has a lot of days off. I love my job but most of all I love the children I teach, their little faces all smiling up at me, makes me want to get up and go to work a lot more.

I’ve been swimming since I was three, but sadly I’ve had to stop as I’ve got too many injuries from swimming almost 16 years, it was all worth it because I wouldn’t be the person I am today standing here as a role model for not only my younger sister but for my team.

I coach the Rooty Hill RSL swimming club at Mt Druitt pools with my older sister beside me, this has been a challenging task because I’ve never coached a team before but the support from my family and my loving partner get me through.

I’m a family person I try to be involved in their lives as much as possible, my younger sister Tahlia looks up to me the most as she is always following in my footsteps from sports to schools even clothes, I’m glad I can be a person she can look up to.

My plans for the future include becoming an aged care worker than going into nursing, I’ve always been passionate about helping people and hope to do so for the rest of my life. I hope to learn a lot from this uni course as it’s my ticket to follow my dream and help as many people as I can, I hope to put a smile on each of my patient’s face in the future.