This article will discuss poems about becoming successful. Some of the most famous literary works were written about what it means to become successful in life.
The poem below, by T.S. Eliot, was published in 1934 and tells a story about his friend, Harold Ross, being fired from his job as the “The New Yorker.” The entire poem was titled “Job” and is narrated in the first person.
This is part of a series of poems called “Job,” where each poem directly connects to the topic. The poem is about two men.
One is having a hard time and is going through a rough time; the other is going through a rough time, and the man having a rough time is helping the man having a hard time in hopes of being successful.
The poem I first liked
Mr. Harold Ross and his wife
mourning
and wailing
and pouring
the tea
like dunking it
into hot water
without a teabag
and with
a teaspoon
which does not taste
good
but is
working.
The rain was
soft and not too hard
when the alarm went off
How it went for me
It was a gray and cloudy morning, and there was a strong wind. The birds had not started singing yet, and the sky was the color of the sky of a New England spring, although the air was not cold, and no snow flurries were on the horizon.
It had taken longer than I had expected to read the article that had been my first writing assignment for my story writing class, “Lodging More Than Love: Will It Make Me Less Lonely?”
I read the article at the break time aftermath, and I thought about whether it would be good enough for my story writing class. I had read articles like this one several times before in books or magazines, but I had never written a story based on one, and I was also afraid that my writing was too boring.
I had begun to write my story on my laptop using Microsoft Word. Still, as I was looking to incorporate the information I had read into my story, I thought to myself that this article would make a good subject for my story writing class. When I looked up the title of the article that I was currently reading, I realized that it was something that my story writing class had talked about at some point during the semester.
The entire story was about Mr. Harold Ross, who had been fired from his job at The New Yorker, and how Mr. Ross would need to find another job, and that he also had to find a place to live, as he lived alone in an apartment that was not within walking distance to the downtown area.
The next day I came to class and read my story to my professor, and she had asked me if I had read the previous night’s assignment, and I had told her that I had.
What the teacher suggested
My professor said that I had to expand my story and that the thing I had read about in my story might be exciting to the class. She told me to tell my story without using many quotation marks, but she said that I needed to mention other people, so I used quotation marks for names and quotes.
After I finished reading my story in class, I went to my locker and pulled out my notebook and a pen, and I wrote the second draft of my story. I printed it out, took it with me to my next class, and wrote the third draft of my story.
At that point, I thought it would be a good story to send to The New Yorker, so I wrote an email but did not send it.
That night I did not sleep very much, but I had a lot of work to do, so I went to bed early, and I had trouble sleeping. The next morning I had a breakfast meeting at school with my best friend.
He told me about the New Yorker story he had read the night before, and he asked me what I had written.
I told him that I had finished my story, and I told him that I had submitted it. Then I told him that I wanted to send it to the New Yorker.
He told me that there was a website and that I could find the author of the article that I was reading by typing in the title of the article that I was reading, and he said that it would probably only take me a minute to find the author of the article.
It was now only three weeks before the end of the semester, and I had missed an assignment that day for my story writing class.
