Where There's a Wall
By. Joy Kogawa
Ryo and Mina
thoughts about the poem
Ryo thought 2 people whose are
in relationship like families or a
couple. They were in different
place, so they cannot see each
other. Ocean represents the wall
that they wants to break. One of
them says the ways to see that
person or how to talk with
him/her.
Mina thought the poem is about
the shy girl who cannot talk to
others, scares to talk with them is
making a wall which no one can
break. But she actually wants to
break it down.
where there's a wall
there's a way
around, over, or through
there's a gate
maybe a ladder
a door
a sentinel who
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
there are methods of torture
for extracting clues
to maps of underground passageways
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
Where there is a wall
there is a way to go
you can go around, over, or
through it
where there's a wall
there's a way
around, over, or through
there's a gate
maybe a ladder
There might be a gate
a door
a sentinel who
or maybe a ladder or a
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
there are methods of torture
for extracting clues
to maps of underground passageways
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
door
where there's a wall
there's a way
around, over, or through
there's a gate
maybe a ladder
a door
a sentinel who
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
there are methods of torture
for extracting clues
to maps of underground passageways
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
A gate guard who sometimes
sleeps so I can go through the gate
when the guardian is
sleeping.
where there's a wall
here's a way
around, over, or through
here's a gate
maybe a ladder
a door
a sentinel who
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
here are methods of torture
or extracting clues
o maps of underground passageways
here are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
There are secret passwords that
you can hear from other people
where there's a wall
there's a way
around, over, or through
there's a gate
maybe a ladder
a door
a sentinel who
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
there are methods of torture
for extracting clues
to maps of underground passageways
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
Torture the innocent to tell you
how to get the map from
underground
there's a gate
maybe a ladder
a door
a sentinel who
sometimes sleeps
there are secret passwords
you can overhear
there are methods of torture
for extracting clues
to maps of underground passageways
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs
bettering rams
armies with trumpets
whose all at once blast
shatters the foundations
you might break the wall by
using bombs battering rams,
helicopters, and rockets
armies with trumpets can blast
shatters the foundation all at once.
where there's a wall
there are words
to whisper by a loose brick
wailing prayers to utter
special codes to tap
birds to carry messages
taped to their feet
there are letters to be written
novels even
Where there`s a brick wall you can whisper all
of the things you want to say in it by morselcode. or use a bird to
carry your messages
taped on there feet.
we can send letter or even novles
on this side of the wall
I am standing staring at the top
lost in the clouds
I hear every sound you make
but cannot see you
I incline in the wrong direction
a voice cries faint as in a dream
from the belly
of the wall
on this side of the wall i
am confused, even
though i hear your voice but i cannot
see you
on this side of the wall
I am standing staring at the top
lost in the clouds
I hear every sound you make
but cannot see you
I incline in the wrong direction
a voice cries faint as in a dream
from the belly
of the wall
I am in the wrong direction I hear a
faint voice on the other side of the
wall
Metaphor
I am lost in clouds
IRONIC
from the belly of the wall
Alliteration
I am standing staring at the top
there are zepplins
helicopters, rockets, bombs, bettering rams