Sunday, May 1, 2011

Last poetry!

This week I'm doing "at the cemetery, walnut grove plantation,south carolina,1989." This is the poem I'm doing for poetry presentation! This poem is a dark one (surprise!). It's talking about slaves and how they weren't worth anything back in the day. like they were property and weren't accounted for and didn't have names. It's like you're standing at this cemetery but there aren't any headstones or anything to recognize the people who've passed here. The author is like "tell me your names." He wants to know who these people are. "nobody mentions slaves and yet the curious tools shine with your fingerprints." Back then no one took notice of the slaves no one bothered to write down names or when they were born or died. The only reason we know they even existed is because the tool shave their fingerprints and the fields had been worked. There are two lines italicized "the inventory lists ten slaves but only men were recognized." So finally there's a written record of them being there, but it's only for men. There's no name s of women or even a number of women because they were black AND women which was really two marks against you. The lines are italicized because this is the shift in the poem. The author is no longer walking in the cemetery he's asked to see the list of slaves that worked here, and he sees how miss treated they were. He uses the two lines and the use of repetition to get his point across. "among the rocks at the walnut grove some of these honored dead were dark some of these dark were slaves some of these slaves were women some of them did this honored work. tell me your names, foremothers, brothers, tell me your dishonored names. here lies here lies here lies here lies hear." He wants the reader to see the afterlife of a slave and how mistreated they were. The author also didn't capitalize anything; he did this on purpose to show that he's not going to honor the grammar code just like slaves weren't honored at all for anything they ever did. This is a 5 stanza poem, every stanza varying in length and style. The last one uses repetition while the first serves as a set in scenery.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Last poetry!!

The poem I'm doing this week is "A Poison Tree." I thought it was fitting with our lessons on allusions this week. This poem is alluding to the"Tree of Knowledge" in the bible. It statrs out with someone being mad with his friend but then he talked to him and everything was ok. Then he was angry with a foe and his anger grew into a tree that bore a red apple in his "garden." The foe is the devil in this situation. "And it grew both day and night till it bore an apple bright; and my foe beheld it shine, and he knew that it was mine." The allusion is to God and his garden of Eden with the apple and his "foe." The apple and the grudge however is the first example of sin. He didn't forgive or talk to his enemy and his sin grew and grew until it was an apple; which then alludes to the apple in Genesis which is the first "sin" in the bible that casts out Adam and Eve. This is a 4 stanza poem with each stanza having 4 lines per stanza and an AB rhyme scheme.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Last Poems!!

This week I'm doing "you fit into me." The author wrote it short and sweet but wanted it to be straight to the meaning. It's a similie; a two stanza two line short poem that makes up the entire simile. There's no puncuation and nothing is capitalized either. The other did this to put more meaning behind her poem. "you fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye" is the entire poem. Wheh I read this poem I cringe a fish hook in your eye would probably be one of the worst pains EVER!!!!!! OUCH!!!!! AH!!!!! Ok anyway, the author wants the reader to know that she's hooked on this person that hurts her to an unbelieveable level. She can't hwlp but love this person when all she wants in the entire world is to get rid of this fish hook in her open eye! The reason i believe this is because if you try to get the fish hook out of the eye; you're going to loose your frickin eye. She is pained so much and is going to lose so much from this "hook."

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Last poetry!

The poem this week is "The Guitarist Tunes Up." This poem is quick and sweet. It's short but has a cool meaning at the same time. When I read it I imagined the author was at like an open mic night or something and a guitarist went up on stage. Before he started to play he bowed over his guitar because it's allready strapped around him. The author noted this though for a reason he wanted the reader to know that this wasn't a rock concert or "Not as a conqueror who could Command both wood and wire." The author wants the reader to see that this guitarist loved what he does and it's a tender sweet love that he cherishes just like the love betweena man and a woman. That's the next metaphor he uses he compares the guitar to a woman and how the guitarist plays it and loves it is like the sweet and passionate love of a man and woman. This poem is a one stanza poem with 8 lines and an A-B rhyme scheme.

Friday, March 25, 2011

New poem

This week I'm doing "The Cat." I really liked this poem because it says a lot about leaving into the unknown. Which is what all of us are approaching here soon. This one is about someone leavng the author into something they're unsure is the "right" thing to do. That's why the author said "do not go you'll only be trapped and bewitched and will suffer in vain." The decision being made here isn't a good one and there is no turning back once chosen. then later in the poem it tells the outcome of the decision, "she dissolved, a black cat in the black night, she just dissolved and no one saw her again. Not even she herself." The other wants the reader to understand how desolate the choice was. That's why there's repition to show the helplessness and loss. I believe the poem is titled so because black cats are associated with the night and dark or bad luck, so it's a metaphor and the cat is the person making the decision and the window is the choice. But the window is black so it's unknown what goes on in there, so the curious black cat goes and is then lost. The person making the decision loses herself and is lost forever. This is a free verse poem with 6 stanzas all of different length.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Leaving poem

Leaving is a hard thing to do
Putting aside all those things you once knew
Crawlng away from the warmth of our beds
To getting those new school somngs stuck in our heads.

No one said leaving would be easy
Especially when all that junk food is making me quesy
Snow is falling when there should be sun
My new friend and I are going out, What fun.

The sadness I felt is now long gone
Even when I think of new boys- especially shaun
I am no longer naked on the track of despare
Goodbye old life please take care
Leaving my new life will be the hard thing to do

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Questions We Have About...Love

Are you real?
Why do you hurt me?
Is cupid real?
Is there someone out there for everyone?
Why are you invisible?
Why do you avoid some people?
What's real love?
How will you know?
Why can some be deeply in love while others can't?