Cinderella by OIga Broumas

Apart from my sisters, estranged
from my mother, I am a woman alone
in a house of men
who secretly
call themselves princes, alone
with me usually, under cover of dark. I am the one allowed in

to the royal chambers, whose small foot conveniently
fills the slipper of glass. The woman writer, the lady
umpire, the madam chairman, anyone's wife.
I know what I know.
And I once was glad

of the chance to use it, even alone
in a strange castle doing overtime on my own, cracking
the royal code. The princes spoke
in their father's language, were eager to praise me
my nimble tongue. I am a woman in a state of siege, alone
as one piece of laundry, strung on a windy clothesline a
mile long. A woman co-opted by promises: the lure
of a job, the ruse of a choice, a woman forced
to bear witness, falsely
against my own kind, as each
other sister was judge inadequate, bitchy, incompetent,
jealous, too thin, too fat. I know what I know.
What sweet bread I make

for myself in this prosperous house
is dirty, what good soup I boil turns
in my mouth to mud. Give
me my ashes. A cold stove, a cinder-block pillow, wet
canvas shoes in my sisters', my sisters' hut. Or I swear

I'll die young
like those favored before me, hand-picked each one
For her joyful heart.

Funeral Blues

I think that the person that wrote this was talking about a friend or a relative. "He was my North my South, my East and West" this obviously means that the person the poem was dedicated to meant a lot to him. "Stop all the clocks" seems to mean that he would want to turn back time, or wants time to stop, maybe so that he's able to spend more time with him. "The stars are not wanted now, put out every one" I think it could refer to the fact that the start or the heavens don’t need him as much as he does; and having them 'turned off' would be like them not being there, and no need for him to leave. This poem for some reason reminds me a lot of the song Daddy's Little Girl by Frankie J. This is because the song refers to losing people, friends and family, and this is what I think about when I read this poem.

Do Not go Gentle into that Good Night by Dylan Thomas

I think that the poem represents life and death. Life is supposed to represent light and the darkness is supposed to represent death. Like light and dark, life starts first. Eventually, darkness will eventually fall, sometimes faster then you think. This is like death. You never know when you might die, but all you know is that before death, there is light, because without light there can't be any darkness. Without life, there won't be any death. The poem I think might take place in a hospital, and the son is telling his father no to be scared because it was going to eventually happen, that that it is a vicious cycle, that it has to take place. I can picture him telling his father not to be scared, and to be happy because once darkness falls, the light will be back the next day, a new day.