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FC: Poetry Portfolio By:Julie P. Period 5
1: Table of Contents Poetry Terms....................................................................pg.2-4 Poetry Analysis................................................................pg.5-8 TPCASTT Analysis..........................................................pg. 9-12 Narrative Poem.................................................................pg. 13 Ode Poem........................................................................pg. 14
2: Haiku- a poem that contains 17 syllables arranged in 3 lines. The first line contains 5 syllables, the second line contains 7 syllables, and the third line contains 5 syllables. Example- "Ocean Dreams" By: Amber Hansen Smooth ocean shining, Happy dolphins love to play. Islands far at sea.
3: Terza Rima- interlinked and joined by common rhyme, like aba, bdc, cdc, ded (etc). Exmaple- Acquainted With the Night by Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night. (a) I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. (b) I have outwalked the furthest city light. (a) I have looked down the saddest city lane. (b) I have passed by the watchman on his beat (c) And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. (b) I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet (c) When far away an interrupted cry (d) Came over houses from another street, (c) But not to call me back or say good-by; (d) And further still at an unearthly height (a) One luminary clock against the sky (d) Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. (a) I have been one acquainted with the night. (a)
4: Cinquain- is a poem with five lines. Line 1: One word (can be the title) Line 2: Two adjectives ha describe line 1 Line 3: Three action verbs that relate to line 1. Line 4: Four words that can be feelings or a sentence that also relates to line 1. Line 5: One word that sums up line 1. Example- Spaghetti Messy, spicy Slurping, sliding, falling Between my plate and mouth Delicious (By Cindy Barden)
5: Poetry Analysis. "Birches" By: Robert Frost When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines 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 So low for long, they never right themselves:
6: "Birches" Continued.... 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 (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-- 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
7: "Birches" Continued.... 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 willfully 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, don't know where it's likely to go better.
8: "Birches" Continued.... 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: TPCASTT Analysis T: This story is about birches, nature, and the object surronding the author. This poem has a lot of imagery. P: This poem is about a boy who likes to think that some boys are swinging on the birch trees even though its because of ice storms. And a boy who plays on his fathers trees, swaying back and forth. The boy who wants to climb the birches and go to Heaven and start life over again. C: I think this boy in this story is about death because he I talking about you up in the birches and letting him come back down. Which would represent dealth, I believe that the boy only wants peace and for his life to go well. In the first paragraph they use the word "them" and they are relating to the trees. "I like to think some boy's been swinging them." In this poem it has personification, "After a rain. They click upon themselves." This is personfication because its giving a non living object a human quality. Another example of personification is "But I was going to say when Truth broke in."
10: C: (continued) In "Birches" they also use similies, "Years afterwards, tailing their leaves on the ground; Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair.." Another example of a simile is "It's when I'm weary of considerations, And life is too much like a pathless wood" Overall the author doesnt use a lot of similies. This poem states a question that is answered in the next stanza. "(Now am I free to be poetical?") This poem only contains 1 onomatepeia that I had found in the 8 stanza, which says "Then he flug outward, feet first, with a swish. An onomatepeia, is a word that copies/imitates the sound it represents. Another example of personification I had found in this poem was "With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm" At the end it says "One could do worse than be a swinger of birches" I think this means one shouldnt be
11: C: (continued) focused on the non-realistic things, such as a boy swinging off birches. And talking about how he would like to be brought up from the birches and brought down again and start life all over again. I believe this means that you shouldnt day dream too much on things that could never happen, and focus on the realistic things in life, but also enjoy life. A: I think Robert Frost's mood when he wrote this poem was descriptive and sad. He says "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 helf grant what I wish and snatch me away; Not to return. Earht'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 granches up a snow-white trunk; Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more, But dippeed 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."
12: S: In birches I only found 1 shift, when it says "So was I once myself a swinger of birches;..." This is a shift because it changed from one main point talking about the birches and him describing them, to talking about him, that once found himself a swinger of birches. T: "The Past," because it talks about his 'past' when he had said "So was I once myself a swinger of birches...One could do worse than be a swinger of birches." T: The theme of this poem would, have to be life and nature. In this poem Robert Frost, uses a lot of description, to try and get the reader to have imagery, so that they will be able to understand this poem, and also enjoy it
13: Surprises (Narrative) By: Julie Paddor I lie on my bed, the rain hitting my window, watching the rain drops fall on my window, hearing a light tap, its pitch black outside, I cant see Is this the end? I have my headphones on, listening to my favorite tune, listening to the beat of the music, pounding on my ears, I cant hear Is this the end? I hear a knock, I peek outside my window, my face getting wet,
14: Surprises (continued..) I see him with flowers, and a smile on his face, my heart beating fast, Is this the end? No, its only the beginning.
15: Ode to My Friend By: Julie Paddor Ode to my friend who makes me laugh. She makes me smile thats worth a thousand words. Shes funny and can always make me laugh. She is always there for me, through the good and bad times. She is a great listener, and gives me the brightest advice when I need it the most. She makes me feel good about myself. She likes me for me and she wouldn't want to change me. She will be there for a long time, through a life changing experience and I need her all the way. I love her.