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An Essay on "During A Sons Dangerous Illness"Death can strike at anytime, sometimes expected, but too often unannounced. Denise Levertov wrote a poem entitled "During a Sons Dangerous Illness" roughly the unmerciful stead of death. This poem emphasied on emotions, visualization, and a consice structure that symbolizes how perplexing and awful death can be. It is a poem of desolate mood and brought a horrifiying feeling to me. In my opinion, works of literature like this that bring a sense of awarness to the world to cherish e rattling moment, for it could be your last.&9The beginning of the poem starts with a very powerful line "You could die before me". The fact of the matter is, however, no matter what the circumstances, young, old, rich, poor, white, or black you can be here today and at peace(p) tommorrow. It is very evident at the beginning of the poem that the author is coming from personal expierence. The author speaks of how her younger sister passe d away and how heartbroken their mother was. straightway it seems she is faced with her first born possibly dying in an untimely manner.&9Instead of devoting the poem to just simply her pain, anguish, and suffering, she broadens the topic of death and applies it to orderliness and the environment in a way that cause me to reflect. She asks questions regarding what will happen if all life dyies, all creatures, signifing how death effects everyone and has is nondiscriminant in its quest. Questions arise about the past and future tense and, when something dies, what possibly becomes of that potential future or, in fact, there ever was one. Is it all some master plan, is it all for nothing, do loved ones redeem a say? I believe part of the answer is no, we have no say in who gets taken from us, at least for the most part. The future that couldve been, was only a future we, the loving hopefuls, had anticipated. The amount of drain of energy is amazing when someone is deathly ill. Whe n one is not in control of slew and cant easily accept this lack of control, it can produce a feeling of confusion that takes over every aspect of ones life. That is what this poem is saying.&9Something else that really interested me was how the author compared how an outsider might feel about a tragic death as compared to the person presently affected by the death of a loved one.