Word of the Day Many vs Much

1. Word of the DayMany vs Much Many refers to people or objects that can be counted. Much refers to a large quantity. (a) ______ reviewers praised Emma's first novel. (Many) (b) Emma's first novel received ______ praise from the reviewers. (Much)

2. Practice 1. How ______ people are you expecting? 2. How ______ money do you want for this? 3. I don't see ______ point in continuing. We're all very tired. 4. Thank you so ______ for your help. 5. We don't stock these. We don't get ______ demand for them. 6. I feel ______ better today, thank you. 7. I like that dress very ______ . 8. There are so ______ things I want to ask you. 9. There are too ______ paintings to see in one visit. 10. I'm talking too ______ . I'll be quiet. 11. I've got so ______ news to tell you. 12. Do you have ______ work to do? 13. Thank you very ______ for coming. 14. It looks good but so ______ things could still go wrong. 15. I don't have ______ friends. 16. Please be quick. I don't have ______ time to spare. 17. It's been a poor summer. We haven't had ______ good weather. 18. There haven't been ______ sunny days. 19. Happy birthday. ______ happy returns! 20. I don't know ______ about English but I am learning fast.

3. English Poetry An Introduction

4. New Vocabulary Stanza节 Line行 Iambic抑扬格的诗句 Ex) There are six lines in every stanza. 每一节有六行 Rhythm韵律 Ex) “A foot is a group of syllables forming the basic unit of rhythm in poetry” “韵脚就是由诗歌中的脚本韵律单元构成的一组音节”

5. A Figure of Speech修辞手段 any expressive use of language which words are used in other than their literal sense in order to suggest a picture or image.

6. Metaphor(隐 喻) A metaphor is an analogy between two objects or ideas, showed by the use of a word instead of another. Ex) “He is a lion in battle”

7. Simile (明喻) a figure of speech in which two unlike things are compared and usually introduced by “as” or “like” Ex)“she is like a rose.” "Yellow butterflies flickered along the shade like flecks of sun"

8. Example of Simile We watched the ghostly dancers spin To sound of horn and violin, Like black leaves wheeling in the wind.

9. Personification(人格化) method of creative writing to represent an animal, plant, or inanimate object as having personality or the thoughts, feelings and behavior of a human being.

11. Alliteration (头韵) The repetition of the beginning sounds of words, as in “Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,” “I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet”

12. Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.A peck of pickles Peter Piper pickedIf Peter Piper picked a peck of picked peppers,How many pickled peppers did Peter Piper pick?

13. Betty Botter Betty Botter bought some butter,but, she said, the butter’s bitter;if I put it in my batterit will make my batter bitter,but a bit of better butterwill make my batter better. So she bought a bit of butterbetter than her bitter butter,and she put it in her batterand the batter was not bitter.So ’twas better Betty Botterbought a bit of better butter.

14. Types of Poetry

15. Iambic Pentameter: This is a very complicated style of writing poetry, but was often used by classical poets. This style uses the syllable stresses to create the musical sound. There is one short sounding syllable followed by one long sounding syllable, at the end of each of the five stanzas in a row.

16. (Imagine that the "da" is stressed and the "la" is unstressed, and each "la da" equals one foot) “la da la da la da la da la da”

17. Sonnet 索内 • The English (Shakespearean) sonnet 英国十四行诗, embodies four divisions: three quatrains (each with a rhyme-scheme of its own) and a rhymed couplet. Thus the typical rhyme-scheme for the English sonnet is abab cdcd efef gg.

18. The Italian Sonnet Italian sonnet is a sonnet consisting of an octave with the rhyme pattern abbaabba followed by six lines with a rhyme pattern of cdecde or cdcdcd.

19. “Feet Sonnet”by Vanessa Dewey Why is it that my feet cannot be hands? My toes could pass for slender fingers when A slender eye does view and not condemn My posing feet that seek your love’s command. Why is it that your hands don’t understand? My jealous hands need love and quite depend On gracious hands of yours that do attend My chilling feet that wear the wintry sand. My feet do quiver from the chill of night. But hands do quiver for a sign of love. So hands of yours depart these feet and come And warm my hands with all your loving might. And if these hands of yours will do thereof Then never will this heart of mine benumb!

20. “Sonnet 43 – How do I love thee? Let me count the ways” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the ends of Being and ideal Grace.I love thee to the level of everyday'sMost quiet need, by sun and candle-light.I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.I love thee with the passion put to useIn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.I love thee with a love I seemed to loseWith my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.

21. Blank verse无韵诗 A poem written in unrhymed iambic pentameter and is often unobtrusive. The iambic pentameter form often resembles the rhythms of speech.

22. Haiku俳句 about nature, three lines, 5 7 5 syllables Raindrops Raindrops falling down On the windowpane making wonderful music.

23. Melodic starlight Serenade us with your song In the twilight hours. Bright yellow sunlight Awakens bright memories At this hour in time.

24. Limerick五行打油诗 A short sometimes often humorous poem consisting of five lines. Lines 1, 2, and 5 have seven to ten syllables, rhyme and have the same verbal rhythm. The 3rd and 4th lines have five to seven syllables, rhyme and have the same rhythm.

25. There was an Old Man with a beard,Who said, 'It is just as I feared!Two Owls and a Hen,Four Larks and a Wren,Have all built their nests in my beard!'

26. There was a young lady from Hyde,Who ate a green apple and died.   While her lover lamented,   The apple fermented,And made cider inside her inside.

27. There once was a man from Peru,Who dreamed of eating his shoe,He awoke with a fright,In the middle of the night,And found that his dream had come true!

28. Rhyme压韵 A rhyming poem has the repetition of the same or similar sounds of two or more words, often at the end of the line.

29. “Cinquain” (五行诗): • Has five lines. • The first line is just one word, which is often the title of the poem. • The second line has two words which describe the first line. • The third line has three words, and is mostly the action part of the poem. • The fourth line is four words describing the feelings. • The fifth line has just one word which is sometimes the title of the poem.

30. Dinosaurs Lived once, Long ago, but Only dust and dreams Remain

31. HomelessCold, painful, hard.Life becomes a struggle.A place without mercy or hope.Unkind

32. Free Verse自由诗 No meter No rhyme No intended rhythm

33. William Carlos Williams The Red Wheel Barrow so much dependsupon a red wheelbarrow glazed with rainwater beside the whitechickens

34. Examples

35. “Your Feet” by Pablo Neruda When I cannot look at your face I look at your feet. Your feet of arched bone, your hard little feet. I know that they support you, and that your sweet weight rises upon them. … I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.

36. “Knoxville Tennessee” by Nikki Giovanni I always like summerBestyou can eat fresh cornFrom daddy's gardenAnd okraAnd greensAnd cabbageAnd lots ofBarbequeAnd buttermilkAnd homemade ice-creamAt the church picnicAnd listen toGospel musicOutsideAt the churchHomecomingAnd go to the mountains withYour grandmotherAnd go barefootedAnd be warmAll the timeNot only when you go to bedAnd sleep

37. “Falling Snow”By Amy Lowell The snow whispers around me And my wooden clogs Leave holes behind me in the snow. But no one will pass this way Seeking my footsteps, And when the temple bell rings again They will be covered and gone.

38. “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village, though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shakeTo ask if there is some mistake.The only other sound's the sweepOf easy wind and downy flake.The woods are lovely, dark and deep,But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.

39. A Moment of Happiness-Rumi Translated by James Cohan A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel the flowing water of life here, you and I, with the garden's beauty and the birds singing. The stars will be watching us, and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

40. “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I kept the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.

41. An Old English Poem (“Wulf and Eadwacer”) Leodum is minum swylce him mon lac gife; willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð. Ungelic is us. Wulf is on iege, ic on oþerre. Fæst is þæt eglond, fenne biworpen. Sindon wælreowe weras þær on ige; willað hy hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð. Ungelice is us. Wulfes ic mines widlastum wenum dogode; þonne hit wæs renig weder ond ic reotugu sæt, þonne mec se beaducafa bogum bilegde, wæs me wyn to þon, wæs me hwæþre eac lað. Wulf, min Wulf, wena me þine seoce gedydon, þine seldcymas, murnende mod, nales meteliste. Gehyrest þu, Eadwacer? Uncerne earne hwelp bireð Wulf to wuda. þæt mon eaþe tosliteð þætte næfre gesomnad wæs, uncer giedd geador.

42. Love Poems Mrs. Dewey wrote to Mr. Dewey during their dating years

43. moment Hand on my waist He guides the moment And yet the moment guides me So I fall into the moment And into his arms

44. Bark and Walnut The tree’s bark emulated little “V’s” So I instantly identified with it. It pleased me when you commented on its beauty. I think I took it as a compliment. I had to give you a piece of it. So I took one of its walnuts- And cracked it in half- Giving you one side. I took my half and later- When you left- I kissed it- And put it in a box.

45. premature here I am an egg in his nest Dependent he expects one day i’ll be full i’ll spread out my feathers and provide warmth for him but for now i’m premature not developed waiting for my time to hatch

46. Still Here is still There is not quite near Ladders Hands Lips Elevator romance Here is waiting For there To be here So here is still And waiting

47. An Elevator Romance In this elevator There are no buttons There are no doors There are no red numbers There is you And me And a kiss

48. In Response to Your Poem Your anger callused my feet before I could run with you But I could walk on sharp pebbles I would walk on sharp pebbles To be with you

49. Black beans, Onions, & Jalapeños Warm jalapeño breath resides on your lips And here I am -content- because I can breathe your air I could live, feed off it because you made it You cooked me dinner Your love went into your meal And into my fingers and into my mouth And still you keep giving me more through your kisses

50. HW Write a poem, recite it to the class, identify how you used metaphors, repetition, or other poetic devices, and share what the poem means to you.