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FC: Poetry Portfolio By: Elena

1: Table of Contents | Poetry terms..........................pg.2 - pg.3 Birches.................................pg.4 - pg.6 Poetry Analysis.......................pg.7 - pg.11 Original Poems......................pg.12 - pg.15

2: Poetry Terms | Cacophony: When you use harsh or distant words in a poem. They usually make you sort of uncomfortable. An example of cacophony is: "My sitck fingers click with a snicker." | Trope: A figure of speech where you use a word not in its actual sense but in a imaginative sense. An example of this is: "His life is a garden."

3: Couplet: A pair of lines in a poem that rhyme and complete a thought. An example of this is: "but then I thought to myself, there is more to life than wealth.

4: 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 on 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 morning After a Rain. They click upon themselves As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored As the stir cracks and crazes thier 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 so long, they never right themselves: You may see thier trunks arching in the woods Years afterwards, trialing their leaves on the ground Like girls on their hands and knees that throw their hair

5: 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 Untill 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 carring the tree away Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise To the top branches, climbing carefully With the some pains you use to fill a cup to the brim. Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish, Kicking his way down through the air to the ground. So I was once myself a swinger of birches; And so I dream of going back to be. It's when life is too much like a pathless wood Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs

6: Broken across it, and one eye is weeping From a twig's haing lashed across it open. I'd like to get away from the 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, 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.

7: Poetry Analysis TPCASTT For "Birches" by Robert Frost | T: I think this poem is about nature. | P: The speaker is passing by, he the sees trees, and notices things about them. | C: The lines "When I see birches bend to left and right across the line of straighter trees" use imagery by creating an image of a forest in your mind. | When Frost says "I like to think some boy's been swinging on them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay. Ice storms do that." he shows what he hopes is real but admits the truth of the situation. The author uses onomatopoeia in this poem. It is when he says " They click upon themselves" and "with a swish"

8: Poetry Analysis Continued | C (continued): There is also some hyperbole in the poem when it says "soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust." See, the ice isn't actually avalanching on the snow. It is just falling, but the word avavlanching adds emphasis. | When the speaker says "Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away, you'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen. They are dragged to the witherd bracken by the load" he explains how the ice is pretty and beautiful, but it is sometimes difficult and can be harmful. | There is personification in the poem. It is when Frost says " But I was going to say when Truth broke in." I also think that "Truth" is personified for a reason. I think they capitalise and personify "Truth" as though it is a name or a person to show how powerful and strong it is.

9: The very last line "One could do worse than be a swinger of birches" is a metaphore for how Frost feels that there are worse things in life that being too carefree, not being serious enough. He thinks it is good to be lighthearted. Overall, I think that the boy who bent the trees symbolizes Robert Frost's imagination or childhood. And the ice storm is like the truth or adulthood. The ice strom is particualrly bad, and it is beautiful but it isnt what he is wishing for. | When Frost says "So was I once myself a swinger of birches; and so I dream of going back to be." he explains how he misses his childhood. | Frost also says "When truth broke in with all her matter-of-fact about the ice-strom" he shows that he is sad about the truth of the matter. By saying this he shows how complicated the truth can be and how it can be hard to accept.

10: S: The shift is between the lines 42 "So was I once myself a swinger of birches" through line 57 "Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more" Durring these lines, The additude changes from Robert missing his childhood but accepting it to Frost missing his childhood still, but being sad and depressed about it. | T: After reading the poem, I realize that the title is more about life than it is about nature. | T: In this poem Frost explains the innocent and happy childhood, and the serious, complex nature of adulthood. He also talks about the conflict between the truth and imagination. | Poetry Analysis Continued

12: Original Poems -Ode | Ode To the Happy | Ode to the Happy, Ode to the free, To the kids who play, Outside they will stay, To the sprinklers, the puddles, the rain, To the ones that aren't vain, To the people who love make belive, Cause it gives them a sense there's something greater to achive, To the innocent and the young, To the ones who just want to have fun, Ode to the happy, Ode to the free, Free from the shadow to which darkness clings, Free from the smoke and cancer it brings, There's a feeling of joy that the happy bring, A feeling that makes you want to sing,

13: Yet its a feeling that can be hard to have, For it isnt always so easy to laugh.

14: Original Poems Continued- Narrative | Clouds | I wish I could play in the clouds, If I was in the clouds, I could feel the soft breezes, And see the people below me, I imagine, that if I was in the clouds I could jump from cloud to cloud, constantly playing in the sky, that would be fun, If I was in the clouds, I wouldn't have to worry, | I wouldnt wouldn't worry about money or hate, Or pain,

15: That would be great, Living in the clouds, Yet, I know that won't ever happen, I doubt it's even possible, but thats no reason to lose hope.

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