Richard Cory

            
             The poem "Richard Cory" is a poem that explains this world in the most mysterious way. There is always that certain someone that everyone looks up to and would do anything to be just like them. They look up to their wealth, their looks, and even the way that certain someone carries themselves. No one ever cares about what is on the inside, just on what is on the outside. Some people don't even care about that, just as long as they are wealthy or well known. Yes, some people in this world can be that petty. .
             When I read this poem, I vision a tall, dark-haired man that is very handsome and dreamy. I even see him with baby blue eyes that sparkle with his dark hair that is slick back and parted on the left side. The poem made me see this with its great imagery. I would say that he was at least 6'4" and walked with a certain perfect sway that heads turned as he walked. The people in "downtown" and on the "pavement," were way underneath Richard's stature. They adored him with all of their hearts, their "pulses fluttered" when he walked by. This man was something else. When the poem states that "he was always human when he talked," meaning, that he spoke as if he wasn't a rich and just like everyone else, he was just as normal as the rest of the people "downtown". Richard was a very wealthy man, but I do not think that he was what you would call "filthy rich," he was just a regular human being with more money in his pocket. I"m sure he probably had a wealthy background and inherited it from his family. He was raised to present himself as he does, but not to be a so-called snob of the town.
             He was a very unhappy person. He carried himself like nothing bothered him, but deep down inside, he was hurting and did not like the person that he was. I don't know if he was unhappy with what everyone thought of him or if it was something deeper than that. It probably was a situation that was very serious, serious enough to kill himself.