Achel,Lee

When I was read to the poem of the "Afternoon on a hill"
I thought that is what is fit the picture to about this poem.
So I choose this picture.
And I will make poem in situation of picture that is

Like this poem that is

<"Afternoon on a hill" >

-I WILL be the gladdest thing

Under the sun!

I will touch a hundred flowers

And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds

With quiet eyes,

Watch the wind bow down the grass,

And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show

Up from the town,

I will mark which must be mine,

And then start down!
(Edna St. Vincent Millay)


Like this,


I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun in the beach!
I will touch a sky and hundred Palm tree.
And not pick one.
And I will look at cliffs and cloud
With quiet eyes,
Listen to the nature sound,
As like, sound of beach and wind.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
(Achel, Lee)

Works Cited
Prelovac, Vladimir. Palm tree on a tropical island. 28 Oct. 2007. Vladimir Prelovac. N.p., 2009. Web. 6 Oct. 2009. .

El Universo para que lo descubras. 23 Dec. 2008. Universidad Complutense Madrid.
N.p., n.d. Web. 6 Oct. 2009.

This picture shows one part of the Universe and it is an extremely small one. This place or view of the space make me feel a deeply and comfortable perspective of natural things. These feelings are related from de poem "Afternoon on a Hill" by Edna St. Vicent Millay, because the way that the poem explains the Hill and the View as beautiful things it has the same meaning for this picture. The most powerful feeling from myself, it is the contrast of colors that makes the picture an unique and special place to admire with a great poem view.

Australian landscape

Australian landscape. 8 Jan. 2007. Flickr. YaHoo!, n.d. Web. 6 Oct. 2009. .

This picture is about Australian landscape at afternoon, and it`s really giving me the felling of the fall and the afternoon or maybe dusk. I can feel the wind, and the grass move with the wind. It`s kind of a dreary scenery.

Afternoon on a Hill

Works Cited
Ringer, David J. Vicksburg Mississippi. N.d. Search and Serendipity. N.p., 29 Aug. 2009. Web. 6 Oct. 2009. .

This is a very beautiful view. This is a hill beside Mississippi river. I think it is afternoon, and the sun goes down. Every time I see this picture I feel very comfortable.

The forest is very beautiful and I love the green of summer. The red sun is telling us, this is the end of the day, we need review all the things we have done today. I love afternoon's sun and the Hill.

Night at village

Works Cited
Tafreshi, Babak A. Night at village . 1 Oct. 94. Dreamview. N.p., 14 Sept. 2009. Web. 6 Oct. 2009. .

“Asal Mahale village, near Caspian Sea misty forest of Dohezar”, the location of the place in this photo. I think this photo absolutely showed the meaning of the poem: in the afternoon, the author sit on the village, she is looking at her house, and tyring to find her house by the light.

There is a lonely mood on my brain after I read the poem, sound like the poet lost her way to home. The photographer of this image brought this emotional state. That is why I chose this image.

The Universe. N.d. Guerrilla Science. N.p., 26 July 2009. Web. 6 Oct. 2009. http://guerillascience.co.uk/page/index.php?id=135.

I chose this photo because it is a place where I would like to be and which is what the Poet Edna St. Vicent Millay wanted to express in her poem “Afternoon on a Hill”. This an amazing picture that makes me feel as in the poem says “I would be the gladest thing under the sun!”, exept that I would be the gladest thing under many suns. I will not touch flowers, I will not waych the wind or grass, and not even the town, however I will feel as the most tremendously and special person to be in a place where nohuman has been before, in fact, I will be amazed to appreciate the magestic universe which will never end.

Porter, Tim. a shining icon on a hill. May 2009. Marin Magazine. Marin Magazine,
May 2009. Web. 2 Oct. 2009. .

The photographer Tim Porter has taken a nice shot of a hill from San Francisco.

It shares a very strong similarity to the one which is in the poem.

It cheered me by the loveliness of its sunshine, the balminess of the air, the singing birds...

The leaves glowed in the sunshine, which is gorgeous

Anyway I’m impressed with this classy photo