It is difficult to choose just one meer image that captures my entire life. However, when left thinking about all of the different images and sounds in my life I can pinpoint just a few that I feel really describe me. I work a lot. I am a sales consultant constantly surrounded by loud and constant sounds. I can compare this to the poem “London’s Summer Morning” by Mary Robinson. In the first line of the poem “Who has not waked to list the busy sounds
Of summer’s morning” (Robinson). Robinson is associating the “busy sounds” in London heard on a summer morning. Although with me I associate “busy sounds” with my work and the constant chit chat and banter of my co-workers and customers. These are not directly correlated but when reading the poem I thought about my work. How it feels almost the same, but yet it’s so different. Robinson talks about waking up to busy sounds in the morning, when I walk in to busy sounds at work. Not directly comparable but enough to make me associate the two with each other.
