Taylor Mali
"Speak with Conviction"
Figurative Language
Sensory Language
Sound Devices
Poetry
Definition
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Figurative language is the opposite of literal
language.
The words go beyond what they exactly mean
for a special effect.
Simile
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Definition:
 A comparison of unlike things that uses like or as
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Example:
 Mrs. Buckley was as angry as a hornet.
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NOT: Mrs. Buckley was as angry as Mrs. Sabelhaus.
Metaphor
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Definition:
 A comparison of unlike things
 Usually uses a linking verb
 Subject = something you normally wouldn’t call the
subject
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Example:
 The boy was a tiny mouse squeaking in the corner.
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Like a Rock
 By: Bob Seger
Stood there boldly, sweatin’ in the sun
felt like a million, felt like number one
at height of summer,
I’d never felt that strong
Like a rock
I was eighteen, didn’t have a care
workin’ for peanuts, not a dime to spare
but I was lean and solid everywhere
Like a rock
My hands were steady,
my eyes were clear and bright
my walk had purpose,
my steps were quick and light
And I held firm, to what I felt was right
Like a rock
Like a rock
I was strong as I could be
like a rock
Nothin’ ever got to me
like a rock
I was somethin’ to see
like a rock
And I stood arrow straight
unencumbered by the weight of all these
hustlers and their schemes
I stood proud I stood tall high above it all
I still believed in my dream
Twenty years now, where’d they go?
Twenty years, I don’t know
I sit and I wonder sometimes
where they’ve gone
And sometimes late at night,
oohhh when I’m bathed in the firelight
the moon comes callin’ a ghostly way,
and I recall
I recall
Like a rock
Standin’ arrow straight
like a rock
chargin’ from the gate
like a rock
carryin’ the weight
like a rock
oohhh like a rock
the sun upon my skin
like a rock
hard against the wind
like a rock
I see myself again
like a rock
Onomatopoeia
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Definition:
 A word that sounds like the noise it describes.
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Example:
 The car vroomed down the quiet street.
 “Bark! Bark!” said the beagle.
Personification
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Definition:
 Describing something that isn’t living (inanimate) as
if it was living
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Example:
 The sun smiled down on the city as a new day
began.
 The ice angrily beat against the windows.
Hyperbole
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Definition:
 Exaggeration
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Example:
 Jill was furious. When she yelled at Jack, astronauts
in outer space could hear every word!
Allusion
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Definition:
 A reference to a famous person, place, event, literary
work, myth, or work of art
Example:
 That boy is always in love, so we call him Romeo.
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He was a natural Babe Ruth and led the team to the
championship with his home runs.
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Romeo – romantic boy, from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet
Babe Ruth – excellent baseball player
George is a Scrooge even at Christmas time.
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Scrooge – stingy person, from Charles Dickens’ A
Christmas Carol
Figurative
Language
Pop-Up
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 Oreo: Milk’s favorite cookie
Personification
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 The bottom of the bathtub was a slippery as
ice.
Simile
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 With the click of the mouse, I deleted the
entire project.
Onomatopoeia
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 He was so thirsty that John thought he might
drink an entire lake.
Hyperbole
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 My computer hates me.
Personification
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 Her eyes were glistening jewels.
Metaphor
What type of figurative
language
is
this?
 While I was walking through the field, I
found a ring as shiny as a star.
Simile
Your Homework for Tonight:
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You have a choice!
Option 1: Make a simile poem for yourself like Bob
Seger did with “Like a Rock”. You might be like a teddy
bear waiting to be loved, like a candle glowing in the
dark, like a notebook longing to be filled with
information, or like a skateboard’s wheel with scuff
marks all over it.
 Option 2: Make a hyperbole poem for reasons why
you didn’t do your homework.
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Both poems need to be at least 15 lines long. 
A solid ROUGH DRAFT is due tomorrow! 
THESE DO NOT HAVE TO RHYME!!!!
Sensory Visual
Sensory Language
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SENSory language refers to language that appeals to
your SENSES
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SIGHT:
 The red barn reminded me of the family farm.
SOUND:
 The babbling brook and singing songbird relaxed me.
TASTE:
 The second the delicious, salty pretzel hit my mouth, I was in
heaven.
TOUCH:
 I spent the morning brushing my dog’s soft, silky hair.
SMELL:
 I sat on the swing enjoying the sweet aroma of the flowers.
Your family has signed up to have a foreign exchange student from
Thailand stay at your house for a month. Once the student arrives, you
realize after your conversation that they have NEVER before had a
chocolate chip cookie! Using sensory details, describe what a chocolate
chip cookie would taste like in your composition notebook.
Your Task for Today…
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You will be broken into 7 groups.
Start at the station that matches your given
number.
You will rotate between each station clockwise,
once you hear the bell ring twice.
At each station, you will interact with figurative
language in a different way.
After the stations, you will be given time to start
your homework.
“Firework”
By: Katy Perry
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a spark in you
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
Cause baby you're a firework
me on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own
Like the Fourth of July
You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe-awe-awe"
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It's always been inside of you, you, you
And now it's time to let it through
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what your worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gonna leave 'em all in awe-awe-awe
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Sound Devices
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Alliteration- words in a series begin with same letter
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Assonance- repetition of vowel sounds
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Sally sold sea shells by the sea shore
I like to bike, and I like to hike at night.
Internal Rhyme- a poetic device by which two or more words rhyme within
the same line of verse
 Birds fly gracefully through the bright blue sky
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End Rhyme- words at the end of lines that rhyme
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Example:
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Onomatopoeia- words that represent sounds
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Mr. Ross wants to be a butterfly
Don’t ask me, I don’t know why
Examples: buzz, achoo, beep, crackle, ouch, shhh, boom
Rhyme Scheme - the pattern of rhymes used in a poem, usually
marked by letters to symbolize correspondences, ababbcc.
Willow and Ginkgo
by Eve Merriam
The willow is like an etching,
Fine-lined against the sky.
The ginkgo is like a crude sketch,
Hardly worthy to be signed.
The willow’s music is like a soprano,
Delicate and thin.
The ginkgo’s line is like a chorus
With everyone joining in.
The willow is sleek as a velvet-nosed calf;
The ginkgo is leathery as an old bull.
The willow’s branches are like silken thread;
The ginkgo’s like stubby rough wool.
The willow is like a nymph with streaming hair;
Where ever it grows, there is green and gold and fair.
The willow dips into the water,
Protected and precious, like the king’s favorite daughter.
The ginkgo forces its way through gray concrete;
Like a city child, it grows up in the street.
Thrust against the metal sky,
Somehow it survives and even thrives.
My eyes feast upon the willow,
But my heart goes to the ginkgo.
In-class Assignment
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Create a poem over any topic that is at least ten
lines.
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The poem must include:
2 Different types of Figurative Language
 2 Different types of Sensory Language
 2Different types of Sound Devices
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Elegy
Elegy: a mournful poem for the dead
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
O the bleeding drops of red,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
Fallen cold and dead.
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
But I, with mournful tread,
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
Walt Whitman
This arm beneath your head;
written in 1865
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
Elegy in Song
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“Candle in the Wind” by Sir Elton John
Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe
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“Good Bye, England’s Rose” by Sir Elton John
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Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
You called out to our country
And you whispered to those in pain
Now you belong to heaven
And the stars spell out your name
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{Refrain} And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in
And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend ever will
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Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile
This torch we'll always carry
For our nation's golden child And even though we try
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years
{Refrain}Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts
You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart
Goodbye England's rose From a country lost without your soul
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know
Elegy in Song
Homework for Tonight
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Create an elegy poem (a mournful poem for the dead) for a
person that has died.
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You can create a poem for someone who you know that has died or
for someone who you don’t know.
For example, if you don’t know anyone who has died, you can write
an elegy for the victims from the tornado that hit Indiana, the
victims of 9-11, or any other tragedy.
Remember, this is mournful poem – not a happy poem, but a sad,
gloomy poem. 
Due tomorrow!
This needs to have at least 15 lines, and include the
following: 3 different types of figurative language, 3 different
sound devices.
Concrete Poems
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Definition: a poem whose meaning is conveyed
through its graphic shape or pattern on the
printed page; also called a shape poem.
What is the point of Concrete
Poems??!?!
“Concrete poetry asks us to look at the
word: at its esthetic properties as a
composition of letters, each of which is
a beautiful object in its own
right...Concrete poetry asks us to
contemplate the relationship of words
to each other and the space they
occupy” Mary Ellen Solt
Your Assignment
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What issues are important to you? Peer
pressure? Bullying? War? Animal testing?
Divorce?
If that issue could talk, what would it say?
Choose a shape that would convey this message,
just as Mary Ellen Solt did in “Forsythia.”
Write a poem that conveys this message using
the shape.
Ballad
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Ballad Poems are poems that tell a story, similar to a
folk tale or legend, and often has a repeated refrain.
A ballad is often about love and often sung. A ballad is
essentially a story in poetic form
Sometimes it has dialogue to move the story along
Follows a plot diagram with a repeated refrain.
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“Fire and Rain” by James Taylor
Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone
Susanne the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to
Ballad in Song
I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again
Won't you look down upon me, Jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way
Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again
Been walking my mind to an easy time my back turned towards the sun
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around
Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things
to come
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground
Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now
Thought I'd see you one more time again
There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now
Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you fire and rain, now
Your Assignment
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Write a ballad that is about an event or a person
from a tabloid article using a standard ballad
format.
4 to 5 stanzas
Be sure to tell the story quickly moving scene by
scene using dialogue to move the plot forward.
Repeat the refrain.
Use amazing word choice to make it memorable.
Epic
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An epic poem is a long poem narrating the heroic
exploits of an individual in a way central to the beliefs
and culture of his society. Typical elements are
fabulous adventures, superhuman deeds, polyphonic
composition, majestic language and a craftsmanship
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Illiad
Odyssey
Hiawatha
Beowulf
The Ides of March
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Today, March 15th, is the Ides of March!
This marks the anniversary of Julius Caesar’s
death in 44 B.C. after being stabbed 23 times by
his friends.
“Et tu, Brute! Then, fall Caesar!”
Odes
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An ode is a poem that is written for an occasion or on a
particular subject. They are usually dignified and more serious
than other forms of poetry.
An ode is a POEM OF PRAISE!
Odes were invented nearly 2,500 years ago by Pindar, and
the word “ode” comes from the Greek word aeidein
meaning to sing.
Odes contain rich language, a piling-up of images, and a
great passion or love for a subject.
Pablo Neruda, the author of our next poem, was born on July
12, 1904 and died on September 23, 1973 close to Santiago,
Chile.
“Ode to Common Things”
by Pablo Neruda
I have a crazy,
crazy love of things.
I like pliers,
and scissors.
I love
cups,
rings,
and bowls –
not to speak, of course,
of hats.
I love all things,
not just the grandest,
also the infinitely
small –
thimbles,
spurs,
plates,
and flower vases.
Mankind has
built
oh so many
perfect
things!
Built them of wool
and of wood,
of glass and
of rope:
remarkable
tables,
ships, and stairways.
I love
all
things,
not because they are
passionate
or sweet-smelling
but because,
I don’t know,
because
this ocean is yours,
and mine
Oh yes,
the planet
is sublime!
It’s full of
pipes
weaving
hand-held
through tobacco smoke,
and keys
and salt shakers –
everything,
I mean,
that is made
by the hand of man, every little thing:
shapely shoes,
and fabric,
and each new
bloodless birth
of gold,
eyeglasses,
carpenter’s nails,
brushes,
clocks, compasses,
coins, and the so-soft
softness of chairs.
these buttons
and wheels
and little
forgotten
treasures,
fans upon
whose feathers
love has scattered
its blossoms,
glasses, knives and
scissors –
all bear
the trace
of someone’s fingers
on their handle or surface,
the trace of a distant hand
lost
in the depths of
forgetfulness.
I pause in houses,
streets and
elevators,
touching things,
identifying objects
that I secretly covet:
this one because it rings,
that one because
it’s as soft
as the softness of a woman’s
hip,
that one there for its deepsea color,
and that one for its velvet
feel.
O irrevocable
river
of things:
no one can say
that I loved
only
fish,
or the plants of the jungle
and the field,
that I loved
only
those things that leap and
climb, desire, and survive.
It’s not true:
many things conspired
to tell me the whole story.
Not only did they touch me,
or my hand touched them:
they were
so close
that they were a part
of my being,
they were so alive with me
that they lived half my life
and will die half my death
Excerpt from “Song of Myself”
By: Walt Whitman (Sample Ode)
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loaf and invite my soul,
I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.
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(This is from Leaves of Grass written in 1881 and is 52 “chapters” long.)
“Phenomenal Woman”
By Maya Angelou (Sample Ode)
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
“This One’s for the Girls”
By: Martina McBride
This one's for all you girls about thirteen
High school can be so rough, can be so mean
Hold onto, on to your innocence
Stand your ground when everyone's giving in
This one's for the girls
This is for all you girls about twenty-five
In a little apartment, just trying to get by
Living on, on dreams and spaghetti-o's
Wondering where you life is gonna go
This one's for the girls
Who've ever had a broken heart
Who've wished upon a shooting star
You're beautiful the way you are
This one's for the girls
Who love without holding back
Who dream with everything they have
All around the world
This one's for the girls
This is for all you girls about forty-two
Tossing pennies into the Fountain of Youth
Every laugh, laugh line on your face
Made you who you are today
This one's for the girls
Who've ever had a broken heart
Who've wished upon a shooting star
You're beautiful the way you are
This one's for the girls
Who love without holding back
Who dream with everything they have
All around the world
This one's for the girls
Yeah, we're all the same inside (same inside)
From 1 to 99
This one's for the girls
Who've ever had a broken heart
Who've wished upon a shooting star
You're beautiful the way you are
This one's for the girls
Who love without holding back
Who dream with everything they have
All around the world
This one's for the girls
Yeah, this one's for the girls
Homework for Tonight
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Think of something that you really, really cherish. It
could be your pillow, a picture, your pet, a family
member, your shoes, a skateboard, a basketball, etc.
Anything!
Write an ode (a poem of praise) for that item/
person.
Nitty – Gritty: Needs to be at least 25 lines long.
Does NOT have to rhyme!
Due tomorrow!
What is a QUATRAIN?
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A quatrain is a stanza or poem of four lines, usually
with alternate rhymes
Remember our Greek and Latin roots! What did
“quatr” mean???? Or, how many quarters are in a
dollar??? 4 right!
So… it makes sense that a quatrain has 4 lines of
poetry!
Common rhyme schemes for a quatrain are:
ABAB, ABCD. If you have more than one verse you
could consider: AABA BBCB CCDC etc. or similar.
Figure out the rhyme scheme
of these quatrains…
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EXAMPLE 1:
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Oh the birds are singing,
In a nest of broken sticks,
Look what they are bringing,
It's nutrition for their chicks.
EXAMPLE 2:
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Today there was some snow
It's falling down a treat
Then the wind began to blow
And now it's turned to sleet.
Let’s review SYMBOLISM…
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What is SYMBOLISM?
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Definition: the practice of expressing things, as
in art or literature, by means of symbols.
Using images to represent a deeper message
is symbolism.
For example, what do these images represent???
Reader’s Journey
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Open your Reader’s Journey book to page 306.
As a class, we’ll read about symbolism.
Read “Fire and Ice” by Robert Frost.
Figure out the rhyme scheme for this poem.
What lines are the quatrain in this poem?
With your table, complete the chart on page 307
and the question below the chart.
“Angel”
By Sarah McLachlan
Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
Oh, yeah, weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference
Escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe
in this sweet madness
This glorious sadness
that brings me to my knees
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
What is this
song a
metaphor
for? What
symbolism
is used in
this song?
Your Homework for Tonight
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Think about what we talked about today with symbolism.
Create a poem about an animal using symbolism tonight.
I want you to create a poem with two stanzas in each that
are quatrains (FOUR LINES OF LINED POETRY)
that uses symbolism about an animal.
Think of an animal. Think about what that animal
represents. Then, write a poem using what we’ve learned
about quatrains today. Remember, two stanzas!
Figure out the rhyme scheme of
these quatrains…
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The Tiger
by William Blake (written in 1794)
Tiger, Tiger, 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 seize the fire?
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?
And what shoulder, and what art,
Tiger, Tiger, burning bright,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
In the forests of the night:
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? and what dread feet? What immortal hand or eye
Symmetry – balanced proportions
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Sinews – cord, thread; power
What alliteration do you see? What metaphor do you see of the tiger/ his
eyes to? Who is “the tyger” (SYMBOLISM)? Who is “the lamb”
(SYMBOLISM)? What does “deep” and “skies” symbolize?
“Blackbird”
By: The Beattles (written by Paul McCartney in 1968)
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Black bird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird fly, Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
1. Who is the “blackbird”?
2. What is this song a
metaphor for?
3. What symbolism do you
see?
4. What is the rhyme
scheme of this song?
Reader’s Journey Books
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Open your Reader’s Journey book to page 314.
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Read “The City Is so Big” by Richard Garcia on page 316.
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Read “ ‘Hope’ is the Thing with Feathers” by Emily Dickinson on
page 314.
What literary devices are used in this poem? (Personification?
Hyperbole? Imagery? Metaphor? Simile?)
How can hope be alive? What does Emily Dickinson mean by this?
As a class, we’ll review symbolism.
What literary devices are used in this poem? (Personification?
Hyperbole? Imagery? Metaphor? Simile?)
Read “Dreams” by Langston Hughes on page 315.
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Figure out the rhyme scheme for this poem.
What lines are quatrains in this poem?
What is this a metaphor for?
“The River”
By: Garth Brooks
And I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
There's bound to be rough waters
And I know I'll tke soome falls
With the good Lord as my captain
I can make it through them all
And I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Lord, I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin' as it flows
And a dreamer's just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores
And I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
It has now become today
1. What simile do you see?
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
2. What does this simile mean?
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance that tide
3. What is “the vessel” a
metaphor for?
Your Homework Tonight
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Reader’s Journey page 317 questions 1-4.
Answer # 5 to the side of the page.
Due tomorrow!
“Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night”
By Dylan Thomas (written in 1951)
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
“Let Me Die in My Footsteps”
By: Bob Dylan (written in 1962)
I will not go down under the ground
"Cause somebody tells me that death's comin' 'round
An' I will not carry myself down to die
When I go to my grave my head will be high,
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
There's been rumors of war and wars that have been
The meaning of the life has been lost in the wind
And some people thinkin' that the end is close by
"Stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die.
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
I don't know if I'm smart but I think I can see
When someone is pullin' the wool over me
And if this war comes and death's all around
Let me die on this land 'fore I die underground.
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
If I had rubies and riches and crowns
I'd buy the whole world and change things
around
I'd throw all the guns and the tanks in the
sea
For they are mistakes of a past history.
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
Let me drink from the waters where the
mountain streams flood
Let me smell of wildflowers flow free
through my blood
Let me sleep in your meadows with the
green grassy leaves
Let me walk down the highway with my
brother in peace.
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
Go out in your country where the land
meets the sun
See the craters and the canyons where the
waterfalls run
There's always been people that have to cause fear
Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Idaho
They've been talking of the war now for many long yearsLet every state in this union seep in your
I have read all their statements and I've not said a word souls.
And you'll die in your footsteps
But now Lawd God, let my poor voice be heard.
Before you go down under the ground.
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground.
English (Shakespearean) Sonnets
The English sonnet has the simplest and most flexible
pattern of all sonnets, consisting of 3 quatrains of
alternating rhyme and a couplet:
 a b a b (quatrain 1)
c d c d (quatrain 2)
e f e f (quatrain 3)
gg
(couplet)
 Each quatrain develops a specific idea, but one closely
related to the ideas in the other quatrains.
 Iambic Pentameter
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What’s a Couplet?
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A couplet is two lines of rhymed poetry.
How many people make up a couple? 2 right? Well, it
makes sense then that a couplet is two lines of rhymed
poetry.
Examples:
 Sir Lancelot was the first knight of the round table,
Saying he was a coward is a complete fable.
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So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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Shakespeare’s Sonnet XVII (17)
What is Iambic Pentameter?
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Ten syllables in each line
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Five pairs of alternating unstressed and stressed syllables. Each
pair of syllables is called an iamb. Each iamb is made up of one
unstressed and one stressed beat (ba-BUM).
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The rhythm in each line sounds like:
ba-BUM / ba-BUM / ba-BUM / ba-BUM / ba-BUM
If mu- / -sic be / the food / of love, /play on/ Is this / a dag- / -ger
I / see be- / fore me?
Sonnet 18
A Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
B Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
A Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
B And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
C Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
D And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
C And every fair from fair sometime declines,
D By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
E But thy eternal summer shall not fade
F Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
E Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
F When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
G So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
G So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Sonnets
You are going to write a sonnet! You have the choice of working independently on your sonnet, or you may work with a partner.
Your sonnet must include
- ONE subject (the entire poem should focus on one subject)
14 lines of iambic pentameter
10 syllables- 5 unstressed and 5 stressed
ba-BUM/ba-BUM/ba-BUM/ba-BUM/ba-BUM
Shall I/ com-pare/ thee to/ a sum/mers day?
Shakespearean Rhyme scheme
A
B
A
B
C
D
C
D
E
F
E
F
G
G
2 similes or metaphors, or one of each
At least two uses of a sound device (alliteration, consonance, assonance, internal rhyme, etc.)
Be sure to include sensory language (appealing to senses: sight, sound, taste, smell, touch)
1 use of personification or hyperbole
What you will turn in:
2 Copies!
1 Copy with all of the iambs, similes, metaphors, sound devices, sensory language, etc. labeled.
1 Copy UNMARKED
Do not waste any time getting started. Sonnets are tricky! Mastering the meter and rhyme takes some hard work. Come see me if you
get stuck or if you have any questions. I also have a rhyming dictionary if you need it!
Popular Shakespeare Phrases
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A laughing stock (The Merry Wives of Windsor)
A sorry sight (Macbeth)
As dead as a doornail (Henry VI)
Eaten out of house and home (Henry V, Part 2)
Fair play (The Tempest)
I will wear my heart upon my sleeve (Othello)
In a pickle (The Tempest)
In stitches (Twelfth Night)
In the twinkling of an eye (The Merchant Of Venice)
Mum's the word (Henry VI, Part 2)
Neither here nor there (Othello)
Send him packing (Henry IV)
Set your teeth on edge (Henry IV)
There's method in my madness (Hamlet)
Too much of a good thing (As You Like It)
Vanish into thin air (Othello)
“True Colors”
By Cyndi Lauper
You with the sad eyes
don't be discouraged
oh I realize
it's hard to take courage
in a world full of people
you can lose sight of it all
and the darkness inside you
can make you feel so small
But I see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow
Show me a smile
then don't be unhappy,
can't remember when
I last saw you laughing
if this world makes you crazy
and you've taken all you can bear
you call me up
because you know I'll be there
And I'll see your true colors
shining through
I see your true colors
and that's why I love you
so don't be afraid to let them show
your true colors
true colors are beautiful
like a rainbow
“Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man”
By: Dylan Thomas
Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’,
swingin’ madly across the sun
It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on
the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of
rhyme
THOUGH I KNOW THAT EVENIN’S EMPIRE HAS RETURNED To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged
clown behind
INTO SAND
I wouldn’t pay it any mind
VANISHED FROM MY HAND
It’s just a shadow you’re seein’ that he’s
LEFT ME BLINDLY HERE TO STAND BUT STILL NOT
chasing
SLEEPING
(Refrain) HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN, PLAY A SONG FOR
ME
I’M NOT SLEEPY AND THERE IS NO PLACE I’M GOING TO
HEY! MR. TAMBOURINE MAN, PLAY A SONG FOR ME
IN THE JINGLE JANGLE MORNING I’LL COME FOLLOWIN’
YOU
MY WEARINESS AMAZES ME, I’M BRANDED ON MY FEET
I HAVE NO ONE TO MEET
AND THE ANCIENT EMPTY STREET’S TOO DEAD FOR
DREAMING
Refrain
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip
My toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin’
I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Refrain
Refrain
Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke
rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the
frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy
beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with
one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus
sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath
the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Shakespeare was a Genius…