So today in class we had read this poem called "Out Out" by Robert Frost. It was about a young man that was doing yard work and as the day came to an end his sister called him from supper. From all of his excitement, he accidentally had lost control of the saw and it had cut off his hand. The young man had then pleaded to his sister to not let the doctor remove his hand but they realized that he had already lost too much blood. While the young man goes under, he passes away and everyone seems to return to work as if nothing had happened.
At first I had no idea, why we were reading it because it seemed like it had nothing to do with Macbeth. Then after I reread it, I had realized that they both discussed the nature of life and how life goes on. Macbeth talks about how life is short, brief and then just like that, it's over. Death is a part of life and that everyone at one point is going to have to go at one point. That once some one does hit that point in there life, others have to keep it moving. However both these pieces of literature enter some state of detachment. As if they had now this sense of mind of indifference, and that was the only way to deal with the death of someone close to them. They have to basically ignore these deaths and continue to move on with their own lives because life is short and it stops for no one.
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