Poetry 180

Nights

Kevin Hart

There’s nothing that I really want:
The stars tonight are rich and cold
Above my house that vaguely broods
Upon a path soon lost in dark.

My dinner plate is chipped all round
(It tells me that I’ve changed a lot);
My glass is cracked all down one side
(It shows there is a path for me).

My hands—I rest my head on them.
My eyes—I rest my mind on them.
There’s nothing that I really need
Before I set out on that path.


I liked this poem for a couple of reasons. First, I liked the symboilsm that the author found in his or her plate and glass. The fact that the plate had chipped a lot around the edges means that he changed a lot through the years and the crack going down the glass symbolized that there is a path in life that is set for him. The last STANZA, however, is my favorite. I like the IMAGERY of the LINE "my eyes- I rest my mind on them." In the second line the author uses PERSONIFICATION to describe the stars (as rich and cold). This poem does not rhyme and follows a FREE VERSE structure. Imagery is the main literary device used by this author in this poem.