When I read the Death of a Moth, by Virginia Woolf, I really felt as if everything about this story was her cry for help and if this was her cry for help. She felt as if death was coming and couldn't do anything to stop it. Her life/death was out of her control. No matter how hard she tried to hold on to life, and regain her strength, something would just keep pushing her back down.
I thought it was really interesting how descriptive she is of the moth. It almost seems as if she wants to take the the time to describe it and notice it because she knew she would be the only one who would. I think this may have had a great deal with how she felt, like she just wanted someone to take the time to notice that much about her.
I agree with you but I think that this was much more than a cry for help I think that this was actually more of a coming to terms with our lack of power when it comes to death. She realized that death comes to all and she essentially said in this essay that only the foolish try to struggle and that we should just greet death with open arms. Its depressing but this is how she saw life.
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Kaitlyn, I think you make a very interesting point!! Could it have been a cry for help? I love how you compare her depression to the window as the thing that kept "pushing her back." Way to think! -teachy teach
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