In our literature class, we read the poem called “Rooms”, written by Charlotte Mew. In this post I made a collage that shows many kinds of rooms: happy ones, abandoned, forgotten, rotten, colorful, etc. I created this to portray Charlotte’s point of view about the fact that rooms are memories, and memories die in our minds. No matter if they are delighted or sorrowful memories, what matters is that, at the end of the day, they will disappear, they will die. “Out there in the sun—in the rain” it does not matter when, since they will all finish in a “dustier bed”, buried inside our memories, our minds, ourselves. Such personification is portrayed by the use of images that exposed melancholic and nostalgic emotions.