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Housekeeping: Poetry dinner- October 25th, 6:30 at Laura´s apartment

Housekeeping: Poetry dinner- October 25th, 6:30 at Laura´s apartment Bring in your receipts for curso libre Keep up the rengas online! We will read some outloud next week. Odes

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Housekeeping: Poetry dinner- October 25th, 6:30 at Laura´s apartment

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  1. Housekeeping: Poetry dinner- October 25th, 6:30 at Laura´s apartment Bring in your receipts for curso libre Keep up the rengas online! We will read some outloud next week.

  2. Odes "Ode" comes from the Greek word ¨aeidein,¨ meaning to sing or chant. True to its name, an ode often contains musicality and belongs to the tradition of lyric poetry. Lyric poetry usually expresses the feelings of the narrator and often addresses the audience directly. Though they were originally accompanied by music and dance, odes can now be generalized as a formal address to an event, a person, or a thing not present. Accordingly, odes are often titled: ¨To .¨

  3. rhyme and off-rhyme alliteration metaphor simile apostrophe- In poetry, an apostrophe is when the narrator addresses an absent person, an abstract idea, or a thing. Poets may apostrophize a beloved, the Muse, God, love, time, or any other entity that can’t respond in reality, often indicated by the word ¨O¨. enjambment- breaking the syntactic unit (clause or sentence) over two or more lines without a punctuated pause.

  4. Ode to the Cranium By Pablo Neruda This morning a cautious finger emerged, crept along my ribs, over my abused body, and found the one thing sound as a walnut was my poor cranium. How often in my mature years, in travels, in love affairs, I examined every hair, every wrinkle on my brow, without noticing the grandness of my head, boned tower of thought, tough coconut, calcium dome protecting the clockworks, thick wall guarding treasures infinitesimal, arteries, incredible circulations, pulses of reason, veins of sleep, gelatin of the soul, all the miniature ocean you are, proud crest of the mind, the wrinkled convolutions of an undersea cordillera and in them will, the fish of movement, the electric corolla of stimulus, the seaweed of memory. I touched my head, discovering it, as in the geology of a mountain now stripped bare of leaves and the tremulous song of birds one discovers the hard metal, the skeleton of the earth; and so, wounded still, in this song I praise the cranium, yours mine the cranium, guardian thickness, strongbox, the casque of life, the kernel of existence.

  5. Ode to my Suit By Pablo Neruda Every morning, suit, you are waiting on a chair to be filled by my vanity, my love, my hope, my body. Still only half awake I leave the shower to shrug into your sleeves, my legs seek the hollow of your legs, and thus embraced by your unfailing loyalty I take my morning walk, work my way into my poetry; from my windows I see the things, men, women, events and struggles constantly shaping me, constantly confronting me, setting my hands to the task, opening my eyes, creasing my lips, and in the same way, suit, I am shaping you, poking out your elbows, wearing you threadbare, and so your life grows in the image of my own. In the wind you flap and hum as if you were my soul, in bad moments you cling to my bones, abandoned, at nighttime darkness and dream people with their phantoms your wings and mine. I wonder whether some day an enemy bullet will stain you with my blood, for then you would die with me, but perhaps it will be less dramatic, simple, and you will grow ill, suit, with me, with my body, and together we will be lowered into the earth. That's why every day I greet you with respect and then you embrace me and I forget you, because we are one being and shall be always in the wind, through the night, the streets and the struggle, one body, maybe, maybe, one day, still.

  6. Instant odes Odes to everyday things. What are everyday things that we encounter in our daily lives? Brainstorm a list of possible subjects: objects, feelings, ideas, habits, customs, anything!

  7. 1. Choose a title to an ode that you might like to compose. Do not put your name on the paper. 2. Whichever title you receive, write an ode to that subject. Write for 10 minutes. Don't stop to think too much, don't pick up your pen or stare out the window for inspiration. 3. Speak to the subject of your ode (apostrophe), describe it, compare it to other things (simile and metaphor?), try to use a little alliteration, and break the lines (enjambment).

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