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Claire's Poetry Portfolio

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1: Table of Contents | Poetry Terms (Pg 2-5) Poetry Analysis(Pg 6-11) Original Poems -Narrative (Pg 12-13) -Ode (Pg 14) | Roses are red, Violets are blue | 1

2: Poetry Terms | pastoral: a poem that depicts rural life in a peaceful, idealized way. Ex: "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" By Christopher Marlowe | Come live with me and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills, and fields, Woods, or steepy mountain yields. And we will sit upon rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. | 2

3: And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant poises, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle; A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love. The shepherds's swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love. | "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" (cont.) | 3

4: haiku: A Japanese poem composed of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables. Haiku often reflect on some aspect of nature. Ex: "A Rainbow" By Donna Brock | Curving up, then down. Meeting blue sky and green earth Melding sun and rain. | 4

5: Watching a plane The kid playing third base Misses the ball | senryu: A short Japanese poem that is similar to a haiku in structure but treats human beings rather than nature, often in a humorous or satiric way. Ex: Senryus By Sandy J. Anderson | Empty triumph: During our staring contest My cat falls asleep | 5

6: 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 With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm (Now am I free to be poetical?) | "Birches" By Robert Frost | 6

7: 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 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. | "Birches" (cont.) | 7

8: 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 | "Birches" (cont.) | 8

9: "Birches" TPCASTT Analysis | T trees- could have meant something to the author P –looking at birch trees that have been bent permanently -wondering/hoping that little boys have bent the trees (actually snow and ice) C The author uses a lot of figurative language (Ex: Lines 18-19). Robert Frost prefers the beauty of simple things, like swinging on trees instead of baseball. He speaks about how beautiful the birches are in the winter. | 9

10: "Birches" TPCASTT Analysis (cont.) | A –The poet seems almost astonished with the birches’ beauty and the boy’s strength and courage. He also speaks of how courageous he was on the birches. S –Lines 1-23 he talks about the beauty of the birches -Lines 24-41 he talks about a boy who was a swinger of birches | 10

11: "Birches" TPCASTT Analysis (cont.) | S (cont.) -Lines 42-60 (the end of the poem) he talks about himself as a swinger of birches T –“Birches” are very important to the author in three ways: the beauty of them, boys playing on them, and himself playing on them as a child. Birches also represent nature. T -The theme of the poem is how wonderful nature is, for entertainment purposes and beauty | 11

12: Original Narrative Poem: "The Counter" When Sam was small, he learned to count, One little piggy, two little piggies, only little amounts; When Sam was in first grade, he loved to count, One crayon, two crayons, four crayons, MISCOUNT! Sam grew older and counted everything he saw, 1 straw, two straws, 27 straws! Sam went to college by the Pacific, Accounting school, to be specific! When Sam graduated, his parents were so proud, Sam smiled joyfully and then he took a bow! As an accountant, Sam became bored, Sam knew that he wanted to do more! | 12

13: Suddenly one day he woke up with a gasp, He had an idea and he would start it fast! So if you are walking down Main Street someday, You may see Sam’s new business: Sam & Co. Accounting Firm, Sam will be smiling at you and it will brighten your day! | 13

14: Ode “Ode to Oxygen” Ode to oxygen, The giver of life, Ode to oxygen, Never causing strife, Ode to oxygen, Good for our skin, Ode to oxygen, You make me wear a grin, Ode to oxygen, Good for our health, Ode to oxygen, Better than wealth, Ode to oxygen, People pollute you, Ode to oxygen, They used to take care of you, Save our oxygen! Save yourself! | 14

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