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Ivy's Poetry Portfolio

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FC: Ivy's Poetry Portfolio | By: Ivy Brown P7 7A

1: Contents | Poetry terms- pgs. 2-4 Poetry Analysis- pg. 9 Original Poems- pgs. 6-7 About the Author- pg. 13

2: Quatrain A stanza or poem of four lines. Example: The Mountain The mountain frames the sky As a shadow of an eagle flies by. With clouds hanging at its edge A climber proves his courage on its rocky ledge.. | Poetry Terms

3: Poetry terms | Couplets-a pair of successive lines of verse, esp. a pair that rhyme and are of the same length. | Example: The Pool I swam in a pool But it was too cool.

4: Haiku- A japanese poem in 3 lines of 5 and 7 and 5 syllables, which represents a clear picture so as to at once arouse emotion and suggest spiritual insight. Example: Swimming by the shore Far and wide in search of food She finds shrimp and clams.

6: Birches By: 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 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 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

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. But I was going to say when Truth broke in With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm I should prefer to have some boy bend them As he went out and in to fetch the cows— 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 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 Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise To the top branches, climbing carefully

8: 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, 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 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. 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, 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.

9: T= I think that the title describes some sort of tree branch, a type of tree; or leaves. P= The author is longing for his childhood and wants to be a child again; because kids are "free" and they are able to do anything, being ias nnocent as they are.. C= longing for his childhood back; wanting to be a kid again; realizes that adults don't climb trees. Also, the poem uses a lot of imagery- ex: '.....loaded with ice a sunny winter morning...' ...'may see their trunks arching in the woods,' and ...'such heaps of broken glass to be swept away...'. Birches represents youth and childhood/peacefulness/ freedom/nostalgia/wants to relive his childhood.. Also, in the last line of the poem, it says, ''One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.' To me, this line is saying, One could do something worse than taking grantid [of] something that only lasts a certain amount of time anyway. Obviously, the author of this poem who is stuck in this very situation doesn't realize what he already has, and he is wihsing that he were a child again. When we are children, people tend to get the idea that we are "free." But, we're really not always innocent and free like they think we are. The author, Robert Frost, wishes that he could go back to reliving his childhood again. and maybe fix something that went wrong when he was a child or so. So, it is obvious that something is making him want to go back to that specific time period and/or age again. Frost probably realized, when he saw the briches, that he used to swing on as a kid, that he wished he could've been a kid for a longer amount of time. A= The author is nostalgic for his childhood and he misses being a kid., because he was able to swing on branches (birches). S= Peaceful to gloomy- the author starts the poem with a positive tone, talking about what he WISHES happened to the bent trees (branches). But then, in stanza one, lines 3-5, he switches to a more somber tone, when he discusses what REALLY bent the trees (branches).. T= Now that I've really looked over and read the poem thoroughly and carefully, I think thatI have a better understanding of what it actually represents and means. I think that birches represent nostalgia for his childhood back. T= the theme is youth and jts nostalgic b/c you shouldn't take eferything for granted and you should remember what you already ahve in life. Change will occur, but that's just life. You have to deal with the changes in life and even though its hard, there's really no way out of it.

10: Ode to My Family Oh family, oh family...... how i love you so you feed me, you clean me, and of course, you stay by me I have so much to be thankful for all of which you provide my family will be there everyday to guide me and take care of me. I love my family so.

11: By: Ivy Brown "The Storm" Rain splattering against windows, Suddenly turns to rain… SPLASHING, no banging on windows… I couldn’t sleep, My alarm still hasn’t beeped. Its 2 AM in the morning, Outside must feel like a heavy Shower to some… Oh no! I guess another big storm is over the rise! The downpour is heavier than ever, Sounds like shattering glass to me No breeze is left over, Just a heavy, unbreakable wind Thrashing through my covers, Turning and tossing Trying to break free, Puddles are forming, when will Come morning? Has the storm started? Yes, it has… (CONTINUED ON NEXT PAGE!)

12: Can’t you see? The frogs haven’t croaked, They must be too scared of the gathering soak Then I think to myself, “Wouldn’t it be so fun… To go and jump and play around in such a mud-puddle??” But, that doesn’t interest me any longer…. Not in this thunderstorm … NO WAY!!! From in here, it’s like a dank, deep pool of black Can’t see a thing, not in this place. Hope a tsunami doesn’t concoct A large storm I headed this way. Better stay inside for the rest of the day.

13: About The Author Ivy Brown Ivy Brown was born in Salt Lake City, Utah. She currently lives in Wilmette, Illinois. She is a 7th Grader at Wilmette Junior High.

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