Poetry Form the structure of the writing what it looks like on the page Innocent If love were a crime And you were jailed because you claimed that you loved me And evidence was sought of your guilt or innocence ID: 510834
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Painting with Words
PoetrySlide2
Form-
the structure of the writing
(what it looks like on the page)
Innocent
If love were a crime,
And you were jailed because you claimed that you loved me,
And evidence was sought of your guilt or innocence,
You’d get away
scott
free.Slide3
All poems are broken up into
lines
.
The length of each line and where it breaks, or ends, contributes to the poem’s meaning and sounds.
Lunchroom
I was so hungry
I could have eaten my algebra book.
I smelled what we were having
before I even saw it.
Mystery Meat, green mushy peas,
instant potatoes with lumpy gravy,
bread pudding, and milk.
It’s a good thing I like milk.Slide4
A
stanza
is a group of lines.
Stanzas work together to convey the overall message of the poem.
Fog
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.Slide5
Just as a story has a narrator, a poem has a voice that “talks” to readers.
This voice, or
speaker
, is sometimes a fictional character rather than the poet.
Mother to Son
Well, son, I’ll tell you:
Life for me
ain’t
been no crystal stair.
It’s had tacks in it.
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor-
Bare. -
Langston HughesSlide6
Sound DevicesSlide7
Rhythm
is the pattern of stressed and unstressed syllables in each line.
A regular pattern of rhythm is called
meter
.
The sun did not shine;
It was too wet to play,
So we sat in the house
All that cold, cold, wet day.
-Dr. SeussSlide8
Rhyme
is the repetition of sounds at the ends of words, as in
hat
and
cat
.
Rhyme
scheme is the pattern that the end-rhyming words follow. To identify rhyme scheme, assign a letter to each sound.
‘Twas
the night before Christmas,
A
When all through the
house
B
Not a creature was stirring,
C
Not even a
mouse
;
BSlide9
Repetition
is a technique in which a sound, word, phrase, or line is repeated for emphasis or unity.
Repetition often helps to reinforce meaning or create an appealing rhythm.
Mi Madre
I say
feed me.
She serves red prickly pear on a spike cactus.
I say
tease me.
She sprinkles raindrops in my face on a sunny day.
I say
frighten me.
She shouts thunder, flashes lightning.
I say
comfort me,
She invites me to lay on her firm body.Slide10
Alliteration
is the repetition of consonant sounds at the beginning of words.
“Over a
B
unsen
b
urner
b
ubbled a
b
ig earthenware dish of stew” -
A Wrinkle in Time
The repetition of the “b” sound reproduces the motion of the stew simmering in its pot.
S
ay to them,
S
ay to the down-keepers.
The
s
un-
s
lappers,
The
s
elf-
s
poilers, -
Gwendolyn BrooksSlide11
Assonance
is the repetition of vowel sounds in a series of words:
e.g., the words “cry” and “side” have the same vowel sound so they are said to be in assonance.
“
It
had tacks
in it,” -
Langston Hughes
Slide12
“Afternoon on a Hill”
I will
be the gladdest thing-a
Under the
sun
!-b
I will
touch a hundred flowers-c
And not pick
one
.-b
I will
look at cliffs and clouds-d
With quiet eyes,-e
Watch the wind
bow down
the grass,-f
And the grass rise.-e
And when lights begin to show-g
Up from the town,-h
I will
m
ark which
m
ust be
m
ine, -
i
And then start down!-hSlide13
Imagery
and
Figurative LanguageSlide14
Imagery
is defined as language that appeals to one or more of your senses-sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.
Vivid images help readers more clearly understand what a poet does.
“They were standing in a sunlit field, and the air about them was moving with the delicious air about them that comes only on the rarest of spring days when the sun’s touch is gentle and the apple blossoms are just beginning to unfold.” (sight and smell)
“’Oh, my dears,’ came the new voice, a rich voice with the warmth of a woodwind, the clarify of a trumpet, the mystery of an English horn.” (sound)Slide15
A
simile
is a comparison of two things using the word
like
or
as
.
The sun spun like
A tossed coin.
It whirled on the azure blue sky,
It clattered into the horizon,
It clicked in the slot,
And neon-lights popped
And blinked “Time expired,”
As on a parking meter.
-Oswald
Mbuyiseni
MtshaliSlide16
Metaphors
are comparisons of two things that does
not
use the word
like
or
as
.
In the pond in the park
all things are doubled:
Long buildings hang and
wriggle gentle.
Chimneys
are bent legs bouncing
on clouds below.”
-May
SwensenSlide17
Extended metaphor
refers to a metaphor that extends over several lines, stanzas, or an entire poem.
But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
-Billy Collins
The poem is compared to a person being tortured.Slide18
Personification
is a description of an object, animal, or idea as if it has human qualities and emotions.
Directly ahead of her was the circular building, its
walls
glowing with violet flame, its silvery roof pulsing with a light that seemed to Meg to be
insane.”
“The little
waves
with their soft, white
hands
.”Slide19
Shift: A change that is often intentional.
(Could include point of view, scenery, a new understanding within the speaker, mood…)
Sonnet 130:
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare