Poem 4: Poetry Response

The World Is Too Much With Us

BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

The world is too much with us; late and soon,

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—

Little we see in Nature that is ours;

We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!

This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;

The winds that will be howling at all hours,

And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;

For this, for everything, we are out of tune;

It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be

A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;

Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.

I really enjoyed this poem it's crazy to see a poet from that time to write about how we need to stop being sucked in to technology an appreciate the natural beauty around us.(Boy would Wordsworth be pissed about how the world is just a bunch of consumers now!)
It honestly gave me the vibe of that time eras hippie or more modern definition of a tree hugger, these are the ones going against the social norms and have a greater appreciation for things than us consumers. To me I read this more as Wordsworth's message to society to wake up and stop taking our planet for granted before it's too late. In line three to four Wordsworth is saying we no longer have that deeper connection with nature or are planet and because of this we won't have an emotional connection to it as we destroy it. He is also saying that we are selling our souls to these objects and praising them as though they are gods, and he wants no part in this. Our generation now most young adults can't even interact with one another or even put down their phones for more than a few minutes, so since we see the consciences praising this technology does we have a much easier time understanding Wordsworth's point of view. But in those times I feel as though he was probably made fun of for his views or thought to be ridiculous or crazy (Probably going to look that up after I finish this). 
In a weird way this poem also reminded me of Korea. In Korea their economy is skyrocketing and they are beginning to become global leaders in such a short amount of time. Since they went from being a rather poor country to now a high class society, they crave more power. Instead of wanting more power of more land or things that other countries usually want power over they started to become huge on plastic surgery. Now they are number one in the word for plastic surgery and just shows since they finally made it on top and couldn't find anything else to take control of why not change something we all have no control over.