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In your Poetry Packet answer the following questions:. What is poetry? Name a few places you could find poetry if you were told to bring in 5 examples of it.
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In your Poetry Packet answer the following questions: • What is poetry? • Name a few places you could find poetry if you were told to bring in 5 examples of it.
Your poetry study will be divided into two parts (two tests). This first section is on figurative language. What is figurative language? figurative language is a type of language that varies from literal language, in which words mean exactly what they say. Also known as the "ornaments of language,“ Figurative language does not mean exactly what it says, but instead forces the reader to make an imaginative leap in order to comprehend an author's point. It usually involves a comparison between two things that may not, at first, seem to relate to one another.
Steps to Reading Poetry: • Read the poem more than once and aloud at least once. • Pay attention to the punctuation: • , ; stop briefly at commas and semicolons • . stop longer after periods • -- if you see hyphens, expect a shift in thought • None if you see no punctuation at the end of a line, don’t stop • Feel the poem’s mood. • Create a picture in your mind. • What is the poem trying to tell you? Does it make you look at something in a new way?
Figurative Language Term: Simile • Definition A comparison of two distinctly different things linked by words such as like or as. • Example Ryan likes early mornings as much as Ms. Carter likes repeating herself.
In your Poetry Packet, write down 2 similes from the following poem: When I wake up in the morning I am like a grouchy grizzly bear Growling and roaring at all those around After a lengthy shower I am like a butterfly landing on a fresh petal I am sweet to everyone When I arrive at school I am like a tornado turned loose I am all over looking for my friends In Ms. Pearmen’s Algebra class I am like a calculator without batteries I am unable to function At the end of the school day I am like a loaf of molded bread I have been sitting around too long. After a good supper and lots of phone calls I am like a collector's Corvette I am in good shape and I am ready to go.
In your Poetry Packet, finish these lines with similes. When I am tired, I am as _____________________________ When I am sad, I am like ____________________________ When I am annoyed, I am as __________________________ When I am sleepy, I am like ___________________________ Now come up with two of your own:
Add this definition to your poetry definitions. Term: Metaphor • Definition: A direct comparison of one thing with something completely different using is, are or were. Indicates that one thing is another. • Example: • My life is a dream.
In your poetry packet, write at least one poem containing two similes.
Langston Hughes 1902-1967 Langston Hughes was first recognized as an important literary figure during the 1920s, a period known as the "Harlem Renaissance“ because of the number of emerging black writers. A Dream DeferredLangston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?
Sleeping FatherDavid Chin My father sits in his chair and snores. Inhaling, he rasps like an anchor chain Rattling off a ship, dropping into the sea. When he exhales, waves hiss on distant shores. In his dream, he carries the kite His uncle made for him and walks the village path Thinking of his father who sailed for America years ago. I wonder if it has to be this way with fathers. As he sleeps with his head tipped back, His mouth half open, behind shut eyelids The frailest of objects climbs the sky and a string slides though his fingers.
In your Poetry Packet, determine whether each of the following is a metaphor or a simile. • No one invites Harold to parties because he’s a wet blanket. • As the teacher entered the room she muttered under her breath, “This class is a three-ring circus!” • The giant’s steps were thunder as he ran toward Jack. • The pillow was a cloud when I put my head upon it after a long day. • I feel like a limp dishrag. • Those girls are like two peas in a pod. • The fluorescent light was the sun during our test. • The baby was like an octopus, grabbing at all the cans on the grocery store shelves. • The bar of soap was a slippery eel during the dog’s bath. 10.Ted was as nervous as a cat with a long tail in a room full of rocking chairs.
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed. But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Add this definition… Term: Alliteration Definition: The same sounds at the beginning of words Example: Paula picked a pickled pepper.
How fast can you read these alliterations? • Angela Abigail Applewhite ate anchovies and artichokes. • Bertha Bartholomew blew big, blue bubbles. • Clever Clifford Cutter clumsily closed the closet clasps. • Dwayne Dwiddle drew a drawing of dreaded Dracula. • Elmer Elwood eluded eleven elderly elephants. • Floyd Flingle flipped flat flapjacks. • Greta Gruber grabbed a group of green grapes. • Hattie Henderson hated happy healthy hippos. • Ida Ivy identified the ivory iris. • Julie Jackson juggled the juicy, jiggly jello.
Karl Kessler kept the ketchup in the kitchen. Lila Ledbetter lugged a lot of little lemons. Milton Mallard mailed a mangled mango. Norris Newton never needed new noodles. Patsy planter plucked plump, purple, plastic plums. Quinella Quist quite quickly quelled the quarreling quartet. Randy Rathbone wrapped a rather rare red rabbit. Shelly Sherman shivered in a sheer, short, shirt. Trina Tweety tripped two twittering twins under a twiggy tree. Uri Udall usually used his unique, unusual unicycle.
Vicky Vince viewed a very valuable vase. Walter Whipple warily warned the weary warrior. Xerxes Xenon expected to xerox extra x-rays. Yolana Yvonne Yarger yodeled up yonder yesterday. Zigmund Zane zig-zagged through the zany zoo zone.
The use of alliterations in poetry may not be as obvious as the tongue twisters. They may be more subtle and add to the sound and rhythm of the poem.
No Thank You -Shel Silverstein No I do not want a kitten, No cute, cuddly kitty-poo, No more long hair in my cornflakes, No more midnight meowing mews. No more scratchin’, snarlin’, spitters, No more sofas clawed to shreds, No more smell of kitty litter, No more mousies in my bed. No I will not take that kitten – I’ve had lice and I’ve had fleas, I’ve been scratched and sprayed and bitten, I’ve developed allergies. If you’ve got an ape, I’ll take him, If you have a lion, that’s fine, If you brought some walking bacon, Leave him here, I’ll treat him kind. I have room for mice and gerbils, I have beds for boars and bats, But please, please take away that kitten – Quick –‘fore it becomes a cat. Well . . . it is kind of cute at that. PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
THE VALIANT VOYAGERSJacinta Ramayah, Malaysia Venturing out in vessels from theVikings to Victorian timesVigilantes with valour and visionand of vengeance and vice.The likes of Vasco da Gama andVespucci and Vadino Vivaldi,From Venice to Venezuela,of viceroys and victory.Through oceans and variables viciousthe vast world their homeNo valuables or valise to vex themthro’ vales and valleys they roam.From villages to veld they visitbeing valorous and versatile,A vagrant of sorts, a vagabondsometimes vicious and vile.
In your poetry packet, write your own poem demonstrating the SUBTLE use of alliteration.
You PromisedBy Sara HolbrooksI gave you private thoughtsto hold.You promised not to tell.You told.I trusted friendshiplike a bank.Now they know;I’ve got you to thank.When secrets have my name on them,don’t pass them outto her or him.My secrets are a loanto bereturned upon request to me. ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
Add this to your definitions: • Consonance: the repetition of consonants (or consonant patterns) especially at the ends of words. • Example: dawn goes down Or some mammals are clammy
The consonance of the hard sounds in Wes Magee's 'The Boneyard Rap' might be said to echo the rattle of bones in the poem. http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem.do?poemId=382
Add this to your definitions: Term: Symbol Definition: Something that has meaning in itself, while at the same time representing or standing for something else. • Examples:
I Am A RockSimon & Garfunkel As you listen to the song and follow along with the lyrics in your poetry packet, think about the use of symbolism in the music. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKY-smJ6aBQ&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1&safe=active
In your packet write about a symbol that would best represent you. Explains why it is a good symbol for you. A laughing cat would be my symbol. I love all animals, but I would have to say that cats are one of my favorites. I like the fact that they are independent yet can be very loving. I also think that they know how to enjoy life (sleeping in the sun, yoga-like stretching). I’ve been through some tough times in my life and, after spending many years being angry, I’ve realized that for me laughter is much more enjoyable!
Autobiography in Five Short ChaptersPortia Nelson Chapter 1 I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost . . . I am helpless It takes forever to find a way out. Chapter 2 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe that I am in this same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out. Chapter 3 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in. . . It’s a habit . . . but, My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately. Chapter 4 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. Chapter 5 I walk down another street.
Add this to your definitions: Term: Imagery • Definition: A sensory experience put into words/ this connects with one of the five senses.
The SharkBy E. J. Pratt He seemed to know the harbor,So leisurely he swam;His fin,Like a piece of sheet-iron,Three-cornered,And with knife-edge,Stirred not a bubbleAs it movedWith its base-line on the water. His body was tubularAnd taperedAnd smoke-blue,And as he passed the wharfHe turned, And snapped at a flat-fishThat was dead and floating.And I saw the flash of a white throat, And a double row of white teeth,And eyes of metallic grey,Hard and narrow and slit. Then out of the harbor,With that three-cornered finShearing without a bubble the waterLithely,Leisurely,He swam--That strange fish,Tubular, tapered, smoke-blue,Part vulture, part wolf,Part neither-- for his blood was cold.
Those Winter Sundays Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early And put his clothes on in the blueback cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he'd call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love's austere and lonely offices?
Dust of Snow-- Robert Frost The way a crow Shook down on meThe dust of snowFrom a hemlock treeHas given my heartA change of moodAnd saved some partOf a day I had rued.
Add this to your definitions: Term: Personification Definition: Giving human qualities or characteristics to a non-human thing. Example: There was nothing more that Fluffy the cat enjoyed then having dinner with the family.
silver-scaled Dragon with jaws flaming red Sits at my elbow and toasts my bread I hand him fat slices, and then, one by one, He hands them back when he sees they are done. ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET. The _____________-- William Jay Smith
Steam ShovelCharles Malam The dinosaurs are not all dead. I saw one raise its iron head To watch me walking down the road Beyond our house today. Its jaws were dripping with a load Of earth and grass that it had chopped. It must have heard me where I stopped, Snorted white steam my way, And stretched its long neck out to see, And chewed, and grinned quite amiably.
Add this to your definitions: Term: Onomatopoeia Definition: A word that sounds the same as the noise it represents. Example: “Crunch, crunch, crunch,” was the sound of the snow under my feet.
AnkylosaurusJack Prelutsky Clankity Clankity Clankity Clank! Ankylosaurus was built like a tank, Its hide was a fortress as sturdy as steel. It tended to be an inedible meal. It was armored in front, it was armored behind. There wasn’t a thing on its miniscule mind, It waddled about on its four stubby legs, nibbling on plants with a mouthful of pegs. Ankylosaurus was best left alone, its tail was a cudgel of gristle and bone. Clankity Clankity Clankity Clank! Ankylosaurus was built like a tank. • ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET.
In your packet, write your own poem using either personification or onomatopoeia (or both!). This is an example of . . .
Something to think about… • This is a “Reverse Poem” • http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA&safety_mode=true&persist_safety_mode=1&safe=active
Poetry Review(I foresee a test in your future.) 1. The pan clattered to the floor. What is “clattered” an example of? Why? • Give an example of a symbol and explain what it symbolizes. • What is imagery? • Write a simile for your day today. • Write a metaphor for your smile. • Write an alliteration describing your summer plans.
According to the cards… • You will need to be able to write the definition for each of the words we have covered so far. • You will need to be able to give an ORIGINAL example of each of the words that we covered. • You will need to be able to identify each of the elements we covered in a poem.
Add this to your definitions: Term: Rhythm Definition: The music in poetry. Example: When Kendall read her poem out loud, David felt the rhythm and began to dance.
Rhythm is a musical quality. The most obvious kind of rhythm is the regular repetition of stressed and unstressed syllables found in some poetry. Writers also create rhythm by repeating words and phrases or even by repeating whole lines and sentences. Think of some of the picture books that were read to you. What one do you remember as having a strong rhythm to the writing?
BEES You voluble, Velvety, Vehement fellows That play on your Flying and Musical cellos, All goldenly Girdled you Serenade clover, Each artist in Bass, but a Bibulous rover! You passionate, Powdery Pastoral bandits, Who gave you your Roaming and Rollicking mandates? Come out of my Foxglove; come Out of my roses You bees with the Plushy and Plausible noses! -- Norman Rowland Gale
Add this to your definitions. Definition: Free Verse DEFINITION: A poem that doesn’t have a regular meter. Example: The trick is to sound like familiar speech without all the um’s and ah’s.”
Good Hotdogs by Sandra Cisneros Fifty cents apiece To eat our lunch We'd run Straight from school Instead of home Two blocks Then the store That smelled like steam You ordered Because you had the money Two hotdogs and two pops for here Everything on the hotdogs Except pickle lily Dash those hotdogs Into buns and splash on All that good stuff Yellow mustard and onions And french fries piled on top all Rolled up in a piece of wax Paper for us to hold hot In our hands Quarters on the counter Sit down Good hotdogs We'd eat Fast till there was nothing left But salt and poppy seeds even The little burnt tips Of french fries We'd eat you humming And me swinging my legs ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN YOUR POETRY PACKET
Connotation FriendsMeans sharing, bittersweetA brand name of love. It is a tie for all time,Longer than the shadows we forgetYet shorter and better than life, or for some longer,Stronger. It balances you, with a pole inOne hand and a rope in the other, you choose what to use it for.It is forever. FriendsRemembers everything anyone ever felt,Holds it in a cubbyhole somewhere for next timeWhen it is spoken or thought, from kindergarten Elation to maturing despair. No friend is everAlone in action or reaction, leftWithout a silent commiserating presence of Invisible brick, a personal wailing wallFor those who need its strengthAnd stability. FriendsIs a loaded word and pointed. It limbos out fromUnder walls, vaults barricades, threads mazesTo erect cellophane boundaries of its own.It lets you see what could lie beyondBut that you gave upWhen you spoke its name.--by Katherine Foreman.
Free Verse Winter Poem Nikki Giovanni once a snowflake fell on my brow and i loved it so much and i kissed it and it was happy and called its cousins and brothers and a web of snow engulfed me then i reached to love them all and i squeezed them and they became spring rain and i stood perfectly still and was a flower
Free Verse Poem • Write a Free Verse Poem. You may write on your own or with a partner but you each need to have it written in your packet. • Possible topics: • Walking out of school the last day this school year • Your first day in one of your 6th grades classes. • A bad hair day.