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Spoon River Anthology Edgar Lee Masters (1868–1950). . Review of Elements, Techniques, And Poetic Devices. Benjamin Fraser. Their s pirit s beat upon m i ne Like the wing s of a thou s and butterfl ie s. Assonance, Consonance, Simile
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Spoon River AnthologyEdgar Lee Masters (1868–1950). Review of Elements, Techniques, And Poetic Devices
Benjamin Fraser • Their spirits beat upon mine • Like the wings of a thousand butterflies. • Assonance, Consonance, Simile • Assonance is a rhyming vowel sound, not just repetition of the same vowel in words. Consonance is a repetition of consonant sounds.
I closed myeyes and felttheir spirits vibrating.I closed myeyes, yet I knew when their lashes Fringed their cheeks from downcast eyesAnd whenthey turned their heads;And whentheir garments clung to them, Or fell from them, in exquisite draperies.Repetition & Parallel Structure, Caesura, Sensory Detail, Assonance, Concrete Detail
And they cried to me for life, life, life. But in taking life for myself, In seizing and crushingtheirsouls, As a child crushes grapes and drinks From itspalms the purple juice, Assonance, Consonance, Simile, Repetition, Assonance is a rhyming vowel sound, not just repetition of the same vowel in words
Where are the examples of Assonance? Your red blossoms amid green leaves Are drooping, beautiful geranium… ------------ I never saw any difference Between playing cards for money And selling real estate…
Assonance is a rhyming vowel sound, not just repetition of the same vowel in words Your red blossoms amid green leaves Are drooping, beautiful geranium… ------------------- I never saw any difference Between playing cards for money And selling real estate…
Assonance? Across the blackness that came over my eyes… -------------- Yet I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows… --------------- I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night…
Across the blackness that came over my eyes… Only two “a” sounds rhyme -------------- Yet I lie here Soothed by a secret none but Mary knows… Long “i” sound created by three different vowel combinations --------------- I went up and down the streets Here and there by day and night… None of these “e” sounds creates assonance – no true rhyme A or I or E
Does the letter O used in words twelve times constitute Assonance here? As a boy, Theodore, you sat for long hours On the shore of the turbid Spoon… How many different O sounds are evident in these two verses? Only the rhyming sounds constitute Assonance.
METAPHOR – to bridge, transfer, or cross over in meaning The tongue may be an unruly member- But silence poisons the soul. Should these lines be taken literally or metaphorically? Why?
SIMILE – comparison using like or as My parents thought that I would be As great as Edison or greater: For as a boy I made balloons “As” is NOT always used in comparison, but may be used as an action verb or adverb in an adverbial phrase – be careful!
\ Allusion, Metaphor, Assonance, Repetition I came to this wingless void, Where neither red, nor gold, nor wine, Nor the rhythm of life is known. Allusion, Metaphor, Assonance, Repetition
From “Caroline Branson” With our hearts like drifting suns, had we but walked, As often before,the April fields till star-light Silkened over with viewless gauze the darkness Under the cliff, our trysting place in the wood, Where the brook turns!Had we but passed from wooing Like notes of music that run together, into winning, In the inspired improvisation of love! Caesura and End-Stops create pauses in a line. Enjambment assists the flow of thought within a sentence.
MANY DEVICES/TECHNIQUES • Their spiritswatched my ecstasy • With wide looks of starry unconcern. • Their spirits looked upon my torture; • Theydrank itas it were the water of life; • With reddened cheeks, brightenedeyes • The rising flame of my soul made theirspirits gilt, • Like the wings of a butterflydriftingsuddenly into sunlight. Consonance, Assonance, Simile, Metaphor, Parallel, Repetition, Active verb,
Edgar Lee Masters (1868–1950) Life all around me here in the village: Tragedy, comedy, valor and truth, Courage, constancy, heroism, failure— All in the loom, and oh what patterns! Woodlands, meadows, streams and rivers— Blind to all of it all my life long. Triolets, villanelles, rondels, rondeaus, Seeds in a dry pod, tick, tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick, what little iambics, While Homer and Whitman roared in the pines?