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For my first book report I read the poem Anywhere out of the world by Charles Baudelaire, one of his most famous poems. Charles was born, April 9,1821 in Paris, France and died August 31, 1867 in Paris, France. He has 1 sibling and has wrote many books and was quite successful. The poem is about a man and his soul having a conversation. The man is trying to make the soul happy but is failing, the soul can never be happy no matter where in the world they may be. At first the poem was a little tricky to understand but the I thought about it the more it came to me.

In the first stanza there is a line that says "life is like a hospital" now, when I thunk of a hospital I think of family, friends, tears of joy or sadness, bad news, good news, life changing. And that is what life about, there are ups, downs, sadness, happiness, confusion, surrounded by family and friends. The man feels that he and his soul should feel good in a place where you get well, but the soul is not happy living the hospital like life. The man talks with his soul and asks it if it would be happier to live in London where the air is warm and is by the sea, people say there it is made of marble, But as the man goes on about how happy they would be in London, the soul does not reply, it does not want to live in London because you're still living the life like a hospital, and that is not what the soul wants.

In the second stanza of the poem, the man asks the soul if it would rather live in Holland, very still, so beautiful and they can admire the art galleries together. Or maybe they could go to Rotterdam the man thought, it's full of forests and so quite. The soul, remains silent. Does the soul not know what it wants? Why will the poor sad soul not answer the man who is trying everything to make the soul happy for once? What is the man not understanding? The answer is simple, but how much longer until the soul will give the man a break and help him out?

The man goes on and on about tons of beautiful places where people could only imagine about living. The soul remains silent the whole time, the man thinks, "Could my soul be dead?" The man does not yet realize the soul is far from dead, he the soul is gone, can not be pleased, but how can one try to please something else if one can not please it's self? You can't, you have to understand you before you try and understand you're soul. The soul finally lets out a scream, "ANYWHERE, ANYWHERE OUT OF THIS WORLD" The soul is tired of living in the same disrepair life full of people who don't how to make their selves better. The sadness, the good, the bad, the tears, everything. The soul wants out, the soul wants to go somewhere out of this earth and into something more, perhaps a happy free person? That's what you have to ask you're self.