My stye is not as harsh as the collective style of my group. I like mushy poems more than hopeful death poems. No I do not need a counsellor.
Thoughts of Jason - Love Haiku
Love is new to me.
My love, you are the only
boy to touch my heart.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Haiku-emo
I like poetry's ability to set thoughts free from my mind and onto paper. Our class on haiku I particularly enjoyed because the short form makes it easy to express small quick thoughts in a creative way.
Haiku - emo
The leaves are rotting
just like my dark tortured soul
I wish fall would die.
Haiku - emo
The leaves are rotting
just like my dark tortured soul
I wish fall would die.
Friday, October 19, 2007
My presentation
I was pumped on wednesday to present. I didn't get to go, so I had to wait. This was hard, but worth it. I felt calm as I went up to present on friday. Although the my presentation wasn't flawless I had fun pulling it off. Ashley was a good sport. She helped me out and did a great job in doing so. I enjoy doing assignments in an original way. I feel successful. I deserve an "A+."
Presentations are fun!!
Yay for us all! We did it. The presentations were great. I liked how deep and personal everyone got. It surprised me that everyone was so frank. The wide array of songs was interesting too. I wish there had been more visuals. For the most part everyone was good at making attemps at eye contact. That was brave and impressivve. Good job to us all!
Friday, October 12, 2007
recap
Overall, I am learning that poetry is a very complex way to use simple words to express deep meaning. Some poetic forms are set out for us already such as the couplet, sonnet, sestina, rondeau and other poems are more free forming. Some must rhyme and others may not. Also rhymes are not always as straight forward as "bee" and "tree". Poets stretch the pronunciation of words I would not think would work together and they make unexpected rhymes. Poetry also seems to be to be rather controversial form of writing. By this I mean that every persons reaction is different to every different poem. As we have seen in class this can give rise to distemper in some off my classmates. Fun!
The structure of sestinas is very interesting and quite complex. Elizabeth Bishop's sestina demonstrates the pattern well. It starts with house, next grandmother, child, stove, almanac, then tears. the next stanza starts with tears. tears was the last word in the previous stanza. Next, house which was the first line in stanza one.
Searching on google I found the following:
Stanza 1: 1 2 3 4 5 6
Stanza 2: 6 1 5 2 4 3
Stanza 3: 3 6 4 1 2 5
Stanza 4: 5 3 2 6 1 4
Stanza 5: 4 5 1 3 6 2
Stanza 6: 2 4 6 5 3 1
Tercet: Variable.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sestina
Searching on google I found the following:
Stanza 1: 1 2 3 4 5 6
Stanza 2: 6 1 5 2 4 3
Stanza 3: 3 6 4 1 2 5
Stanza 4: 5 3 2 6 1 4
Stanza 5: 4 5 1 3 6 2
Stanza 6: 2 4 6 5 3 1
Tercet: Variable.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sestina
Sestina by Elizabeth Bishop
September rain falls on the house.
In the failing light, the old grandmother
sits in the kitchen with the child
beside the Little Marvel Stove,
reading the jokes from the almanac,
laughing and talking to hide her tears.
She thinks that her equinoctial tears
and the rain that beats on the roof of the house
were both foretold by the almanac,
but only known to a grandmother.
The iron kettle sings on the stove.
She cuts some bread and says to the child,
It's time for tea now; but the child
is watching the teakettle's small hard tears
dance like mad on the hot black stove,
the way the rain must dance on the house.
Tidying up, the old grandmother
hangs up the clever almanac
on its string. Birdlike, the almanac
hovers half open above the child,
hovers above the old grandmother
and her teacup full of dark brown tears.
She shivers and says she thinks the house
feels chilly, and puts more wood in the stove.
It was to be, says the Marvel Stove.
I know what I know, says the almanac.
With crayons the child draws a rigid house
and a winding pathway. Then the child
puts in a man with buttons like tears
and shows it proudly to the grandmother.
But secretly, while the grandmother
busies herself about the stove,
the little moons fall down like tears
from between the pages of the almanac
into the flower bed the child
has carefully placed in the front of the house.
Time to plant tears, says the almanac.
The grandmother sings to the marvelous stove
and the child draws another inscrutable house.
From: http://www.sccs.swarthmore.edu/users/03/ahead/sestina.html
I studied this poem because it was the happiest sestina I could find. I like the imagery of the grandmother and the child. I think the almanac has a role in this poem to predect the future. This relates to the relationship between the child and the grandmother. The young child is the future of the grandmother, who's already lived her life.
September rain falls on the house.
In the failing light, the old grandmother
sits in the kitchen with the child
beside the Little Marvel Stove,
reading the jokes from the almanac,
laughing and talking to hide her tears.
She thinks that her equinoctial tears
and the rain that beats on the roof of the house
were both foretold by the almanac,
but only known to a grandmother.
The iron kettle sings on the stove.
She cuts some bread and says to the child,
It's time for tea now; but the child
is watching the teakettle's small hard tears
dance like mad on the hot black stove,
the way the rain must dance on the house.
Tidying up, the old grandmother
hangs up the clever almanac
on its string. Birdlike, the almanac
hovers half open above the child,
hovers above the old grandmother
and her teacup full of dark brown tears.
She shivers and says she thinks the house
feels chilly, and puts more wood in the stove.
It was to be, says the Marvel Stove.
I know what I know, says the almanac.
With crayons the child draws a rigid house
and a winding pathway. Then the child
puts in a man with buttons like tears
and shows it proudly to the grandmother.
But secretly, while the grandmother
busies herself about the stove,
the little moons fall down like tears
from between the pages of the almanac
into the flower bed the child
has carefully placed in the front of the house.
Time to plant tears, says the almanac.
The grandmother sings to the marvelous stove
and the child draws another inscrutable house.
From: http://www.sccs.swarthmore.edu/users/03/ahead/sestina.html
I studied this poem because it was the happiest sestina I could find. I like the imagery of the grandmother and the child. I think the almanac has a role in this poem to predect the future. This relates to the relationship between the child and the grandmother. The young child is the future of the grandmother, who's already lived her life.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
couplets
I never realized how much meaning a poet could pack into a "silly" couplet. Dryden hashes Shadwell to bits, "Shadwell alone my perfect image bears,
Mature in dullness from his tender years:
Shadwell alone, of all my sons, is he
who stands in all stupidity.
This scathing poem seems unnecessary and mean. It is very far away from the cute couplets I was introduced to in grade five. Dryden uses this poetic form to express his dark feelings. In "My Last Dutchess," the form is used to express the darkness of the speaker's soul. When did the couplet become a vehicle for darkness and gloom?
Mature in dullness from his tender years:
Shadwell alone, of all my sons, is he
who stands in all stupidity.
This scathing poem seems unnecessary and mean. It is very far away from the cute couplets I was introduced to in grade five. Dryden uses this poetic form to express his dark feelings. In "My Last Dutchess," the form is used to express the darkness of the speaker's soul. When did the couplet become a vehicle for darkness and gloom?
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