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      <title>AUNT JENNIFER&#39;S TIGER by Ishita Mahajan</title>
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         <title>When Aunt is dead, her terrified hands will lie                                         Still ringed with ordeals she was mastered by.                                       The tigers in the panel that she made                                                       Will go on prancing, proud and unafraid.</title>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-25 11:49:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Aunt Jennifer&#39;s finger fluttering through her wool                                 Find even the ivory needle hard to pull.                                                    The massive weight of Uncle&#39;s wedding band                                         Sits heavily upon Aunt Jennifer&#39;s hand.                       </title>
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         <title>Aunt Jennifer&#39;s tigers prance across a screen,                                    Bright topaz denizens of a world of green.                                            They do not fear the men beneath the tree;                                           They pace in sleek chivalric certainty.                   </title>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-25 11:54:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>SUMMARY OF THE POEM</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The poet expresses the inner feelings of a woman - Aunt Jennifer. The aunt is embroidering a motif comprising of energetic, fearless tigers moving freely around the bright greenery.<br>She is living a life of submissiveness to her husband’s command. Her acts are dominated by him and she fears him constantly. This pattern of the free and fearless tigers reflects her inner desire to live a free and fearless life. The tigers are graceful, elegant and bright.<br>Aunt Jennifer’s fingers tremble as she embroiders. She is old but still fears her husband. She does not enjoy the freedom to do anything as per her wish. She is scared doing the embroidery too and fears his wrath. Since the day she got married, she has been fulfilling the demands of her husband. The wedding ring on her hand is a constant reminder that she belongs to her husband. The burden of the demanding marriage has exhausted her. The torment will not end until her death.<br>Even after her death, the ring will remain on her hand and she will never be free. On the other hand, the tigers that she is embroidering will continue to move around freely forever. Her desire of freedom and fearlessness will live on through her tigers.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-25 11:58:50 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>ANALYSIS OF EVERY STANZA</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>First Stanza</strong></div><div>The reader is immediately taken into this highly visual and symbolic scene. The tigers which Aunt Jennifer creates are topaz in color, that is wine-red, yellowy orange, and live in a green world where their majestic movements express fearlessness. Green is often associated with the season of spring and rebirth. They prance (step high), and are sleek (smooth and glossy) as well as chivalric. Chivalry is an ancient knightly term and means courteous treatment, especially of women by men. So the tigers know exactly what they're doing, being confident and vital, thanks to Aunt Jennifer's skill at sewing.<br><strong>Second Stanza</strong></div><div>The second stanza focuses on Aunt Jennifer's hands. Her fingers flutter, as if she's nervous, or a little feeble, and even the <strong>ivory needle</strong> seems too heavy as she works the wool. Ivory is a luxury material, from the tusks of elephants. The wedding band (ring) doesn't help either. It weighs heavily on Aunt Jennifer, perhaps as a result of the emotional baggage associated with it via her marriage.</div><div>There's a hint of hyperbole here, <strong>'massive'</strong> seems over the top for a mere band. The poet is reinforcing the idea that Aunt Jennifer isn't happy; the work is a challenge despite the fact that it allows her a certain freedom.<br>Note the contrasts between the first and second stanza. The first is vibrant, light and sure of itself whilst the second is uncertain, a little dark and hard work. Patriarchal power is apparent in the second stanza, whilst the first highlights the creative drive of Aunt Jennifer's tigers.<br><strong>Third Stanza</strong></div><div>A shift in emphasis, from the here and now, to the possibility of what's to come. Again the poet concentrates on the hands of Aunt Jennifer, using language that is pretty extreme : <strong><em>dead,</em></strong><em> </em><strong><em>terrified, ringed, ordeals, mastered</em></strong><strong>.</strong> The hands that have been so creative are now thought of in this negative way. An ordeal implies long term experience so we can take it that this woman had to endure a long suffering marriage, oppressed by her domineering husband.</div><div>Even in death the submissive lifestyle she led shows through in her hands, the workhorses of the woman at home. The one redeeming feature of her life however, the prancing, free spirited tigers, will continue indefinitely. This gives a ray of hope for those who see no way out of a relationship. Art can bring a sense of inner peace and instil confidence, however fragile.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2020-11-25 12:03:20 UTC</pubDate>
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