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FC: Seth's Poetry Portfolio Period 2 5-20-09

1: Table of Contents Ode to Baseball...............Page 2 The Dream....................Page 3 Poetry Terms..................Page 4 Poetry Term Examples...... Page 5 Birches, By Robert Frost....Page 6-8 TPCASTT: Birches...........Page 9-10

2: Ode to Baseball Baseball is fun Baseball is great. Swinging left to right Is never out of date. Pitching junk up and down Throwing the ball all around. Homeruns, basehits, strike outs too There is so much you can do. Either for fun or for real It never loses apppeal. Baseball, baseball, we all love America's pastime.

3: The Dream It seemed like forever It was forever That time of the day When all light has gone away When the sky is dark And the owls howl I know that time Because I'm home Alone, waiting for the night to get lighter For the owls to go to bed For the birds to come out of their trees I'm waiting, watching, listening Where are they? Who? They are gone Footsteps up the stairs Faster, Faster, louder, louder and then Good Morning Sam

4: Poetry Terms Alexandrine A line of poetry that has 12 syllables. Example: A romance about Alexander the Great performed in Midevial Times written on 12 syllable lines. Anapest A metrical foot of three syllables, two short (or unstressed) followed by one long (or stressed). Example: As in seventeen and to the moon. Blank Verse Poetry that is written in unrhymed iambic pentameter. Example:Shakespeare wrote most of his plays in blank verse.

5: Example of Anapest: The Cloud I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again. | Example of Blank Verse: Brave Hearts How true the man who knows his inner fear And yet does not give in to fearing love Love can and will destroy the careless heart And turn the strongest man into a child Who mews and caws as if still in youth's grip While combing right the beard upon his chin Yet who'd deny that love itself is strength That steel cannot resist its tempered edge The furnace of the heart is where it's forged And yet when in true hands it's soft as down Though women know the power of love's desire It's men who know its danger to their heart And that is why the bravest of the brave Have conquered nothing if they still fear love | Example of an Alexandrine: The sky of your eyes, is a dream of freedom. Never I've seen on Earth so beautiful angel. Of an other woman, how could I fall in love ?

6: “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

7: 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.

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

9: TPCASTT Analysis Birches, By Robert Frost T(title): I thnk this poem will be about trees and their branches and what happens to them over time. Also, about what humans do to them, and how they have an effect on the way they are. P(paraphrase): This poem by Robert Frost is about how children swing on birches when they are little, but don't bend them down to stay. Ice storms do that, and cripple them forever. Througout the poem the speaker thinks about memories of when he was a kid, and a " swinger of birches." He dearly wishes that the children were the cause of the birches to bend, and hope that the icestorms didn't do it. C(connotation): "And life is too much like a pathless wood where you face burns and tickles with the cobwebs." This simile from the poem depicts how the speaker feels about life. The "pathless wood" states that life is a mystery where anything can happen. Also, when it says, "your face burns and tickles with cobwebs" its talking about death. This is basically describing life as worthless until death. "You'd think the dome of heaven had fallen." This imagery describes heaven falling, or life being over and done for. The speaker speaks about how he would like to be a child and a swinger of birches, for he feels that his life is about over, and that the "dome of heaven" has fallen upon him. "When truth broke in." This personification describes when truth caught up with the speaker. He knows the birches were broken by the ice-storms but hopes it was the children. When he finally states that truth broke in, or caught up with him, he realized he could no longer think it was the children, but had to face the fact that it was the ice-storms. "So low for long...in the sun."

10: These five lines are all similes. They are all describing how the tree's will not right themselves after their trunks have been arched, how you can see them arching in the woods, and about how years after, you will be able to see their leaves on the groung like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair. The speaker talks about how he wishes they right themselves, but knows they can't and won't. " With the same pains you use to fill a cup, Up to the brim , and even above the brim." The speaker tells about the pain he must endure to fulfill a task to the average level and how even more pain he must endure to get it to go over the top. The speaker uses the metaphor to describe how he feels when he see's the birches and how he handles life. In the last line Robert Frost says, " One could do worse than be a swinger of birches." This is symbolizim. It tells how the speaker comes back to reality and realizes that the ice storms had the birches to bend. Then the speaker comes back to Earth and basically states that one could do worse, then be a kid. A(attitude): Denial: The speaker denies the fact that the birches were bent by ice-storms. He hopes an believes that they were bent by children, although he knows it isn't true. S(shift): He was remenising. He wishes to go back and to be a kid and to swing on the birches. T(theme): The theme of BIrches is life. The children represent when you are young, and fun things you get to do. The Ice-storms represent growing up, and the Birches represent the speaker and his adulthood. As the Briches bend and break, so to does he. T(title): I now know the title was talking about life. From childhood to adulthood and everything in between.

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