Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
For your assigned poem:
Step 1: Read the poem silently on your own
STEP 2: Annotate the poem – Read like a Reader, Writer, Images, Devices, Elements
Consider:
• How does it make you feel?
• What words or phrases standout?
• What do you visualize?
• Are there any unfamiliar words? Can you determine their meaning?
• What does the poem seem to be about based on your first impression?
• Mark different figurative devices (i.e. similes metaphors, personification, hyperbole, symbol, oxymoron,
allusion,) or sound devices ( onomatopoeia, alliteration, repetition, rhyme); line and style elements
(caesura, enjambment, punctuation, diction)
Figurative Images - words that appeal to our senses (imagination); they
form images/pictures/sounds/tastes/touch and are used to enhance
theme, mood, or develop the speaker
1. Simile: a comparison between two seemingly unlike things using the
words like, as, or than Ex: The fall leaves looked like monarch
butterflies dancing on the lawn.
2. Metaphor: a direct comparison between two seemingly unlike
things.
Ex: The moon was a pearl in the black velvet sky.
3. Personification: giving human qualities to inanimate objects or
nature. Ex. The wind whispered through the pine trees.
4. Hyperbole: a deliberate exaggeration for purpose or emphasis
(overstatement)
Ex. With Love’s light wings did I o’er perch these walls OR I would walk
500 miles to be with you
Sound Devices: words that appeal to our sense of hearing;
they create mood or are used to emphasize words/
phrases
8. Onomatopoeia: words that sound like their meaning
Ex. splash, buzz, zip
9. Alliteration: the repetition of initial sounds in a series of
words
Ex. The menacing moonlight created mystery
10. Repetition: words or sounds that recur in a poem
Ex. Tyger, Tyger, burning bright/ In the forests of the night
11. Rhyme: the repetition of the same sound in different
words.
Ex. The cat sat on the mat
Line and Style Elements
5. Symbol: an object or action that stand for something
Ex. A heart is a symbol for love.
6. Oxymoron: words that opposite meanings but are placed side by
side.
Ex. The end of the movie was bitter sweet.
12. Caesura
13. Enjambment
14. Punctuation
15. Diction: choice of words to fit their context
(Define unfamiliar words)
7. Allusion: A significant reference, direct or indirect, to a work of
literature, music, or art, as well as a historical event, person, or place.
Ex. He had the strength of Hercules.
STEP3: Share your ideas and discuss possible meaning
STEP 4: Read the poem again together aloud – Complete the template provided together
• Focus on theme and connections to Lord of the Flies
STEP 5: Present a group reading of the poem (everyone should speak – try to create an effect using our voice – MAKE
SURE YOU PRACTICE) , share your analysis of the poem , explain your connections to Lord of the Flies ; be prepared to
answer questions
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
Group Members:
Title of Poem
Based on our first impression we think this poem is about…. (explain)
List any unfamiliar words and the meaning (use context clues or your phones)
Three figurative language and/or sound devices that we thought were important (record the line and label)
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We think the theme or message of the poem is….
Connections to Lord of the Flies – record examples and/or quotations from the novel ( aim for 3 ideas)
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
“The Lamb”
Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing woolly bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice!
Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb I'll tell thee!
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb:
He is meek & he is mild,
He became a little child:
I a child & thou a lamb,
We are called by his name.
Little Lamb God bless thee.
Little Lamb God bless thee.
By William Blake
From Songs of Innocence
Annotations
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
“The Tyger”
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
By William Blake
From Songs of Experience
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Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
The School Globe by James Reaney
Sometimes when I hold
Our faded old globe
That we used at school
To see where oceans were
And the five continents, 5
The lines of latitude and longitude,
The North Pole, the Equator and
the South Pole‹
Sometimes when I hold this
Wrecked blue cardboard pumpkin 10
I think: here in my hands
Rest the fair fields and lands
Of my childhood
Where still lie or still wander
Old games, tops and pets; 15
A house where I was little
And afraid to swear
Because God might hear and
Send a bear
To eat me up;
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Rooms where I was as old
As I was high;
Where I loved the pink clenches,
The white, red and pink fists
Of roses; where I watched the rain 25
That Heaven¹s clouds threw down
In puddles and rutfuls
And irregular mirrors
Of soft brown glass upon the ground.
This school globe is a parcel of my past, 30
A basket of pluperfect things.
And here I stand with it
Sometime in the summertime
All alone in an empty schoolroom
Where about me hang 35
Old maps, an abacus, pictures
Blackboards, empty desks.
If I raise my hand
No tall teacher will demand
What I want.
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But if someone in authority
Were here, I¹d say
Give me this old world back
Whose husk I clasp
And I¹ll give you in exchange 45
The great sad real one
That¹s filled
Not with a child¹s remembered and
pleasant skies,
But with blood, pus, horror, death, 50
stepmothers, and lies.
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
“Huntress” by H.D.
Come, blunt your spear with us,
our pace is hot
and our bare heels
in the heel-prints-we stand tense--do you see-are you already beaten
by the chase?
We lead the pace
for the wind on the hills,
the low hill is spattered
with loose earth-our feet cut into the crust
as with spears.
We climbed the ploughed land,
dragged the seed from the clefts,
broke the clods with our heels,
whirled with a parched cry
into the woods:
_Can you come,
can you come,
can you follow the hound trail,
can you trample the hot froth?_
Spring up--sway forward-follow the quickest one,
aye, though you leave the trail
and drop exhausted at our feet.
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord
of the Flies
By Mick Jagger and Keith Richards
Sympathy for the Devil
Please allow me to introduce myself,
I’m a man of wealth and taste.
I’ve been around for long, long years,
stolen many a man’s soul and faith.
I was around when Jesus Christ
had His moment of doubt in faith.
I made damn sure that Pilate
washed his hands and sealed His fate.
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my
name.
But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my
game.
I stuck around St. Petersburg
when I saw it was time for a change.
I killed the Czar and his ministers;
Anastasia screamed in vain.
I rode a tank, held a general’s rank,
when the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies
stank.
I watched with glee while your kings and
queens
fought for ten decades for the Gods they
made.
I shouted out, “Who killed the Kennedys?”
When after all, it was you and me.
Let me please introduce myself,
I’m a man of wealth and taste,
And I lay traps for the troubadours
who get killed before they reach Bombay.
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my
name.
But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my
game.
Just as every cop is a criminal and all the
sinners Saints,
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer,
‘cause I’m in need of some restraint.
So if you meet me have some courtesy,
have some sympathy and some taste,
Use all your well-learned politesse
or I’ll lay your soul to waste!
Making Connections – Poetry to Lord of the Flies
“We Wear the Mask “
WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
By Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
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