Week24+--+poetry


 * //20 May//**

//Silent reading/writing - 20 minutes.// //Guest// //Discuss lateness and leaving// //Using this article, let's analyze a poem...Play On// //Complete definitions...practice with Crickets...group work Find the examples. Solo assignment;// //**Play On**...mark it up with annotations.// //Where I'm From// //Chief the Poet -- Where I'm From//



//Lemon -- Where I'm From//

//Where I'm From -- template//

//Where I'm From -- Template #2// //Silent reading - 20 minutes// //Shane of the Day ...//
 * //19 May//**
 * //A quick look at a some musical lyrics as poetry...imagery, narrative, metaphor...that type of thing.//**

I’m here at this podium talking The ceremonial offerings Dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring

What’s happening?

City governments are eternally napping Trapped in greedy covenants Causing urban collapse And bullets that scar souls with dark holes Get more than your [|car] stole, some parts be blacker than charcoal, For real This society’s deprivation depends not on our differences but the separation within

No preparation is made Limited aid, minimum #|wage Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid Tragedy within a parade

The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague I’m the forgotten

//Video//

Darkness Imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell

Landmine Has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in hell

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//Teach the terms...this will be notes...// //couplet// //stanza// //allusion// //Diction// //Internal rhyme// //end rhyme// //alliteration// //consonance// //assonance// //simile// //metaphor// //personification// //imagery// //theme/moral// //Play On - Omar Musa//

...//Then move on to extended metaphor and I Am poem. Still need to copy these.//
 * //21 March//**

A letter to myself

Our Deepest Fear

There, calls the mariner there comes a ship over the line But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide.

See... onward she comes Onwards she nears, out of the sun See... she has no crew She has no life, wait but there's two

Death and she Life in Death, they throw their dice for the crew She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now. Then ... crew one by one They drop down dead, two hundred #|men She... She, Life in Death. She lets him live, her chosen one.

//[NARRATIVE]// "One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh Each turned his face with a ghastly pang and cursed me with his eye Four times fifty living #|men (and I heard nor sigh nor groan), With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one."

//[SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1772-1834)]//

The curse it lives on in their eyes The Mariner he wished he'd die Along with the sea creatures But they lived on, so did he.

And by the light of the moon He prays for their beauty not doom With heart he blesses them God's creatures all of them too.

Then the spell starts to break The albatross falls from his neck Sinks down like lead into the Sea Then down in falls comes the rain.

Hear the groans of the long dead seamen See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted by good spirits None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes

And revenge is still sought, penance starts again Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.

Now the curse is finally lifted And the Mariner sights his #|home Spirits go from the long dead bodies Form their own light and the Mariner's left alone

And then a boat came sailing towards him It was a joy he could not believe The Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit Penance of life will fall onto Him.

And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea And the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins

The Mariner's bound to tell of his story To tell his tale wherever he goes To teach God's word by his own example That we must love all things that God made.

And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser #|man And the tale goes on and on and on.

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// We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer: that you are here; that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?//

//I approach our poetry unit like I did the unit on Shakespeare. Some of you are already sold on it. You may already enjoy it and you may even write it. I need to sell it to those of you who **don't** get it yet. My #|job for you is to have you not hate poetry - to see that there is value there, even if it's just to know why poetry is shorter than prose.// //I beg you...for this unit I don't want you to just 'read' the lines and the verses. I want you to eat them. Drink them. Ingest them like you would a meal. You don't enjoy every meal, just like you won't enjoy every poem. But just like food...if you try enough variety, you WILL find something that you love and that means more to you than just something you need to do. Like good food, it will help you grow.//

//This is why poetry is important. -- there is more to words than what is written on paper. It's emotion. It's delivery. It's love. It's hate.//

... find the other version on my machine. It has quesitons.

//For the remainder of the poetry unit, I am going to allow the first 20 #|minutes to be silent reading OR writing. My hope is that you will use the #|time to create (or at least brainstorm) original poetry.//

//During this unit, you will be responsible for the following:// //* poetry #|terms (a shortened list that i choose)// //* I am poem (extended metaphor)// //* Where I'm from (imagery, metaphor, etc)// //* Ballad (if #|time...this one might be sacrificed, but i hope not)// //* Performance of one of these pieces (#|live or recorded)//

//You are responsible for the following #|terms. Be certain that you can not only define them but that you understand them and can give examples when appropriate.//

//rhyme// //hyperbole// //stanza -- verse of poetry; usually has set rhyme scheme and rhythm// //theme -- main idea or focus of a poem// //rhythm -- the pattern of regular or irregular pulses caused in music by the occurrence of strong and weak melodic and harmonic beats. // //meter -- arrangement of words in regularly measured, patterned, or rhythmic lines or verses. // //scansion -- action of marking off of verse in metric feet. Dividing poetry in accented and unaccented sounds. // //consonance -- the use of the repetition of consonants or consonant patterns as a rhyming device. // // assonance -- the use of the repetition of vowel sounds or patterns as a rhyming device // //foot -- a group of syllables which creates a measure of poetry// //blank verse -- unrhymed verse, esp. the unrhymed iambic pentameter most frequently used in English dramatic, epic, and reflective verse. // //couplet -- a pair of successive lines of verse, esp. a pair that rhyme and are of the same length. // //internal rhyme -- a rhyme created by two or more words in the same line of verse. // //free verse -- verse that does not #|follow a fixed metrical pattern. // //slant rhyme --// partial or imperfect rhyme, often using assonance or consonance only, as in dry //and// died //or// grown //and// moon. //Also called// half rhyme//,// near rhyme//,// oblique rhyme //poetic license -- breaking the 'rules' of poetry in order to create a desired effect// //diction -- the choice and arrangement of words in a poem. In effecive writing, words are chosen for their sound and meaning as well as the ideas they suggest.// //moral -- the 'lesson' of a piece of writing. A moral reduces the piece to an instruction it is giving us.// //atmosphere -- the predominant mood of a literary #|work// //ballad -- a poem that tells a story, #|similar to a folk tale or a legend//

//Hand out -- #|Play On//

//Look for examples of the terms we have discussed.//

//Play On//

//Hip hop or poetry//

//Robert Pinsky -- is rap poetry?//

//Extended metaphor **-- often used as a method of getting a poet's point across in a more artistic fashion, this is a metaphor that continues throughout an entire piece of writing. Initially, the comparison or main idea may not be obvious to the reader, but when done correctly the extended metaphor will often leave a reader more deeply connected to a #|work.**// //**ie.**// //**An elderly woman who has lost all of her friends: "I am the last leaf of autumn to fall. The cold death of winter is all I have left."**// //**A university student leaving his family to move to a new city: "I board this jet, but it is I who am spreading my wings. My own wheels part from the ground that has held me up these 17 years. Although I distance my self from that base, I travel faster than those before me and as I rise higher the horizon opens up ahead and the heavens spread above me."**// //**A high [[#|school]]]] student feeling 'imprisoned' in a school:**// //**Discuss: I am a Rock...examples of metaphor w/in extended metaphor.**// //**Y**// //**I am a Rock**// //** A winter's day **// //** In a deep and dark December; **// //** I am alone, **// //** Gazing from my window to the streets below **// //** On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. **// //** I am a rock, **// //** I am an island. **// //** I've built walls, **// //** A fortress deep and mighty, **// //** That none may penetrate. **// //** I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. **// //** It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. **// //** I am a rock, **// //** I am an island. **// //** Don't talk of love, **// //** But I've heard the words before; **// //** It's sleeping in my memory. **// //** I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. **// //** If I never loved I never would have cried. **// //** I am a rock, **// //** I am an island. **// //** I have my books **// //** And my poetry to protect me; **// //** I am shielded in my armor, **// //** Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. **// //** I touch no one and no one touches me. **// //** I am a rock, **// //** I am an island. **// //** And a rock feels no pain; **// //** And an island never cries. **// //The Cigarette is an insect//

//Gun//

//'I am' poem -- template// //Better I am Template.// //Ball// I am strong. I wonder what my #|kids will be. I hear the voices of ghosts. Mine and his. I see the changes and I want them to be real. I am a hero.I pretend that I am bullet proof. I feel the sun hitting my face and the water on my feet. I touch my #|kids' cheeks. I worry that I will lose focus and I cry I am strong.

I understand that I can't control the future. I say everything happens for a greater reason I dream that I will be a hero to my #|kids. I try to forget that my hero wasn't I hope I continue to be awesome. I am strong.


 * //19 March//**

//Silent reading...If you haven't got anything to read, please #|check this out.//

//Final presentations. Let's wrap this up.//

**TERMS**

//Shane Koyczan's poem on Canada.//

//Discussion on poetry:// //* What is it?// //* What is the 'function' of poetry?// //* What are your 'good feelings' about poetry?// //* What are your 'bad feelings' about poetry?//

//Taylor Mali//