Weather
The poem, “Weather”, by Claudia Rankine, holds a great deal of relevance to our world today. In this poem, the author uses the weather as a metaphor for the political climate over the past couple of years and the history of systemic racism and police brutality. She filled the text with alliteration and consonance to create a rhythm of breath that acts a powerful form of resistance against the fact that breathing has been systematically denied and weaponized in communities of color. As a result, the poem, “Weather”, becomes a space to reflect and process the anger and heartbreak of living in a world plagued with destructive forces of violence, hate, and injustice.

“I have forgotten my umbrella.” Claudia Rankine uses the umbrella as a symbol of protection; She states that “everyone is without one”, indicating that nobody is safe from society’s wrath and no-one can find shelter from the conflicts within our modern world. “We scramble in the drought of information” as we’ve been given minimal information regarding all aspects of our chaos: COVID-19, police brutality, systemic racism, political climates, etc. We’ve all been left to scavenge for whatever information we can grasp, leading to devastating rumors and mistruths left, right, and center. Despite our lack of knowledge, rules and regulations have been implemented “drop by drop”; These mandates for mandatory masking, social distancing, and constantly sanitizing simply showed up out of the blue. Citizens are expected to abide by these laws regardless of the fact that we are oblivious to the situation at hand. Personally, I have no problem respecting these rules and following them all, but I just wish I knew more about why these have been enforced; It hardly seems far to retain information from the people it affects most.
“Just us and the blues.” This line references the relationship between the black community and the police force; Claudia Rankine speaks to the fact that police are targeting people of colour and to the reality of police brutality. She states, “I can’t breath”, as a symbol of the death of George Floyd; the police knelt on his neck, blocking his airways. As a result, George Floyd suffocated due to this targeted police brutality.
Tracy K. Smith states that, “poems don’t just deliver truth, they nudge something already alive within us into consciousness.” Claudia Rankine writes: “We’re out/ to repair the future,” stirring us, as readers, to take part in rebuilding and fighting for a more just world.
Barbie Doll

The poem, “Barbie Doll”, by Marge Piercy, states that an individual may be smart, strong, and kind, but society sees only one’s body; Physical flaws are noticed long before an beautiful personality. Society tells us that our appearance is the most important thing about us, when, in reality, it is the least interesting. As a result, so many people alter their perfect bodies simply to feel accepted. Both men and women suffer from body dysmorphia, however, as a female, I can only speak to what I know; women are supposed to be small and petite. They are supposed to have perfect skin, free of bruises, cuts, acne, moles, stretch marks. We are told to wear makeup to look presentable, but not too much, otherwise we’ll look fake. We must have long hair and soft legs, manicured nails and flat stomachs, strong arms and thin thighs, light voices and neat writing. All in all, women must be perfect; any little flaw will be noticed and they will be shamed for it. We all must be careful where we step because society is a landmine.
Sources
https://cornellsun.com/2021/04/23/perati-weathering-the-storm/





