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FC: Alex's Poetry Portfolio | By: Alex Valavanis Period 5

1: Table of Contents | Poetry terms: pgs.... 2-4 TPCASTT:pgs.... 5-10 Ode poem:pg.... 11 Narrative:pg.... 12

2: Epistophe: is a figure of speech and the counterpart of anaphora. It is the repetition of the same word or words at the end of successive phrases, clauses or sentences. It is an extremely emphatic device because of the emphasis placed on the last word in a phrase or sentence. Example: When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. The Bible, 1 Cor 13:11

3: Epic: a long, exalted narrative poem, usually on a serious subject, centered on a heroic figure. Example: Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings, leader beloved, and long he ruled in fame with all folk, since his father had gone away from the world, till awoke an heir, haughty Healfdene, who held through life, sage and sturdy, the Scyldings glad. Then, one after one, there woke to him, to the chieftain of clansmen, children four:n Heorogar, then Hrothgar, then Halga brave; and I heard that -- was -- 's queen, the Heathoscylfing's helpmate dear. To Hrothgar was given such glory of war, such honor of combat, that all his kin obeyed him gladly till great grew his band of youthful comrades. It came in his mind to bid his henchmen a hall uprear, ia master mead-house, mightier far than ever was seen by the sons of earth, and within it, then, to old and young he would all allot that the Lord had sent him, save only the land and the lives of his men.- excerpt from Beowulf epic.

4: Haiku: A Japanese poem composed of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. Haiku often reflect on some aspect of nature Example: As the wind does blow Across the trees, I see the Buds blooming in May I walk across sand And find myself blistering In the hot, hot heat Falling to the ground, I watch a leaf settle down In a bed of brown. It’s cold—and I wait For someone to shelter me And take me from here. I hear crackling Crunch, of today’s new found day And know it won’t last So I will leave it At bay; and hope for the best This bitter new day

5: “Birches” – Robert Frost WHEN I see birches bend to left and right Across the line of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay. Ice-storms do that. Often you must have seen them 5 Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning After a rain. They click upon themselves As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel. Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells 10 Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust— Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen. They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed 15 So low for long, they never right themselves: You may see their trunks arching in the woods Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair Before them over their heads to dry in the sun. 20 But I was going to say when Truth broke in

6: With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm (Now am I free to be poetical?) I should prefer to have some boy bend them As he went out and in to fetch the cows— 25 Some boy too far from town to learn baseball, Whose only play was what he found himself, Summer or winter, and could play alone. One by one he subdued his father's trees By riding them down over and over again 30 Until he took the stiffness out of them, And not one but hung limp, not one was left For him to conquer. He learned all there was To learn about not launching out too soon And so not carrying the tree away 35 Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise To the top branches, climbing carefully With the same pains you use to fill a cup Up to the brim, and even above the brim. Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish, 40 Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.

7: Up to the brim, and even above the brim. Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish, 40 Kicking his way down through the air to the ground. So was I once myself a swinger of birches; And so I dream of going back to be. It's when I'm weary of considerations, And life is too much like a pathless wood 45 Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs Broken across it, and one eye is weeping From a twig's having lashed across it open. I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. 50 May no fate wilfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better. I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree, 55 And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dipped its top and set me down again. That would be good both going and coming back. One could do worse than be a swinger of birches. 60

8: TPCASTT Analysis | T: At first, i thought "birches"represented nature and wildlife. | P: The birches came to represent time and progress and the children symbolised innocence and the idea of childhood.The ice storms covering the trees are the idea of corruption and adulthood slowing down and bowing time.

9: C: Symbolism:the trees represent time and even though progress cant be broken, it can be bowed. Frost also wants to get back to his childhood and having no worries or responsibilities. "climbing carefully" on the thirty sixth line is an example of alliteration. "Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning" is an example of imagery on the sixth line. "One could do worse than be a swinger of birches" means that he is promoting the uncomplicated side of childhood and saying that one could do worse than dream of being a child again. on the forty six to the forty eighth lines Frost is describing the tough times he has faced as an adult and on line fifty, he explains how he want to begin again as an innocent child. Last, on lines fifty-five to fifty-nine, Frost feels like he wants to live life to the fullest but also be able to begin again. A:Frost feels like he wants to escape from adulthood and all of its worries. he also wishes the idea of childhood inncocence could make its mark on time instead of adulthood corruption. S: Speaker goes from talking about children and the future, to talking about his past and how he wants start anew. T:Time, progress and childhood innocence | TPCASTT Analysis continued

10: TPCASTT Analysis continued | T: the speaker is wishing the idea of childhood innocence is making its mark on time rather than the ice storms which represent corruption he also wants to begin anew and go back to his childhood where his worries and responsibilities become nonexistent.

11: Ode to Baseball | Ode to baseball The greatest game on earth Ode to the tendrils of shadow that slowly Creep their way onto the diamond Ode to the moment when bat meets ball And fielders look on with dismay As the round obect sails over their heads Like a white rocket To the north, south, east, and west Baseball is played everywhere And is universally the best Ode to baseball The greatest game on earth | Ode to Baseball

12: The Highway | Headlights zoom by as rush hour begins row upon row of cars and trucks travel along this endless stripe of asphalt in an order never Disrupted until... "CRASH!!" Glass, rubber and metal fly in every direction as the unending line of vehicles grind to a halt five minutes of chaos rain down on the highway but then rescue comes in the shape of flashing lights and sirens The police clear the wreckage and slowly the well-oiled machine starts again like fish swimming up a stream, the cars power from point A to point B and back again the daily commute will never halt the highway, though inanimate, is filled with movement

13: Highway

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