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Poetry Portfolio

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FC: My Poetry Portfolio By: Audrey F.

1: Table of Contents | Poetry Terms...........pg 2-4 Poetry Analysis........pg 5-11 Ode Poem.................pg 12 Narrative Poem.........pg 13

2: Poetry Terms | 1. Limerick- A limerick is a light, humorous poem of five usually anapestic lined with the rhyme scheme of "abba" ex. Laura Black There once was a man from Peru, Who dreamed of eating his shoe, He awoke with a fright, In the middle of the night, And found that his dream had come true!

3: 2. Caesura- A caesura is a natural pause or break in a line of poetry, usually near the middle of the line. ex. excert from How Do I Love Thee? by Eizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. "

4: Poetry terms cont. | 3. Couplet- A couplet is a two-line stanza that usually has end-rhymes. ex. My Cat by Molly I like to play with my cat He likes to get in a hat.

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: "Birches" by Rober Frost cont. 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— 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: "Birches" by Rober Frost cont. 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 | T: I thought the poem was going to be about trees, nature, and forests. P: This poem is about a speaker looking at birch trees that are bent from an ice storm, but the speaker wants to believe it was boys swinging on their branches.

9: C: On lines nineteen and twenty, Robert Frost uses imagery. The imagery helps the reader understand what the trees look like. On line forty-two, I found symbolism. I think that swinger of branches actually means kindness and youthfullness. On line fourty-five, the speaker uses a simile. The pathless wood represents the choices you make in life and your ups and downs. Line forty-nine to fifty-one is saying that the speaker would like to take a break from the stress of adulthood and just be a playful kid again.

10: C(continued): Line sixty also is important to the understanding of the poem. We know that swinger of branches means youthfullness and kindness, so this line is actually saying that it is good to stay nice and youthful. A: The speaker feels reflective over his past, overwelmed, and positive. S: Their is a shift between lines 41 and 42. The shift is the speaker talking about others in a general way to talking about his own life.

11: T: The title is about life and its highs and lows. T: The overall theme is that in life you get whipped around in life but you need to hold on and eventually things will get back to being good.

12: Narrative Poem | The Dog I Never Had | I always wanted a chocolate labrador. Her name would have been Brownie. I would have walked her everyday, and fed her day and night. Now when I tell my mom my dream She looks at me and says, "Your'e not old enough, we travel too much, and can you imagine me living with a dog?" She has a point.

13: Ode Poem | Ode to the my mom | My mom is a special person to me. She is kind and caring. With a heart full of love, she is the building block of my family. When I have a problem, she is always there to talk to. When I am happy, she is always there to share my joy with. Her laugh is contagious, and her smile is illuminating. She is the sunshine of my life. When I think of her, I have to smile. Ode to my mom.

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