Sunday, May 1, 2011

Writing

Jan Dean-Couldn't find any information on the poet!

and then i saw it
saw it all all the mess
and blood and everythink
and mam agenst the kichin dor
the flor all stiky
and the wall all wet
and red an dad besid the kitchen draw
i saw it saw it all
an wrot it down an ever word of it is tru

You must take care to write in sentences,
Check your spellings and your paragraphs.
Is this finished? It is rather short.
Perhaps next time you will have more to say.

This poem fascinates me! When I read it the first time, I was confused and had the same feelings as the teacher had, why were things mispelled? And why were the sentence structures so bad? If i only look at the structures and techniques i can tell that the poem is two stanzas, the first stanza has 9 lines and uses no punctuation marks. The second stanza is four lines and uses punctuation marks, also this stanza is in italics. I believe the italics are to express that a new point of view is being addressed and that a it is overlooking the first stanza. In a way the first stanza is the only stanza, and the teacher is writing her thoughts along with it. Looking at the poem as a metaphorical piece, it is easy to see that there is a deeper meaning that a young boy is trying to address. Underneath all of the misspelled words and unfinished sentences, a child is trying to tell the story of his dad possibly killing his mom. The teacher overlooks the terrible story by just paying attention to the structural detail. I think Dean wrote this poem as a over all metaphor because many teachers do over look pieces of work from students, or even conversations when there is a bigger picture of non-school related issues. Not you though Mrs. White!!!

Friday, April 15, 2011

note, passed to superman

Lucille Clifton: She writes a lot of poems celebrating her African American culture. This poem makes me feel as if Clifton is trying to express love to superman. But i think she is trying to allow this "hero" to know she understands him and that she sees who he really is on the inside and outside. Superman may feel like he's from a completely different planet but in reality he is from Earth just as she is. I found it unique that she usually writes about her African American heritage, and yet this poem is about superman. This poem is one stanza with 18 lines. This poem is just trying to exxpress that heroes are amongst us and not from a different background.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

this is just to say

William Carlos Williams wrote this poem as a very basic understanding of a activity he has performed. Eating the plums is very generic and simple, but as a bigger picture the plums could have been his idea or thought that he let out and with letting out the idea he may have ruined someone elses plan. But in the end he meant no harm.

This poem has three stanzas, each stanza has four lines. There is no rhyme scheme, and i do not think this poem stands under any "rules" except being a simple idea.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

You fit into me

Margaret atwood-shes an canadian poet and shes also published 15 books.

This poem is freakishly short! I feel like shorter poems are more of a challenge to analyze because there isn't as much information to pull from. This poem is two stanzas and each only has two lines, there is no rhyme scheme. This poem can be analyzed in different ways, for one i viewed it as a person was in love but the love was rough. almost like "i hate that i love you" sort of feeling. The image of a fish hook into an open eye is not pleasant nor painless. So maybe Margaret meant the love was painful, the way the guy fit perfectly for her was painful? This poem is super short and hard to figure out any deeper meaning. I did notice there are no capitalized letters or punctuation marks. I think Atwood did this to add a definent strong feeling on her emotions toward the topic.

The Guitarist Tunes up

Frances Cornford- is a girl, which i didn't expect! She's also the granddaughter of Charles Darwin which is a huge history figure. She was raised around a huge family and was taught privately.

My first reaction to this poem is that a couple is sitting together and she's admiring the way he can play quitar. This poem is different from a lot of other poems because it is from a womans point of view, so it's easier to understand what she is talking about when she says, "attentive courtesy he bent over his instrument"

This poem is only one stanza and has 8 lines. This poem also has a aabbcc rhyme scheme, every two lines rhyme with each other.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Sort of a Song

William Carlos Williams-modernism and imagism...He also graduated from the University of Pennsylvania!

This poem is only two stanzas long and each stanza is a sestet. I think the idea of the poem was at first he has this real imaginative metaphor between a writer and a snake, but then by the esecond stanza he realizes his thoughts can be easily related to anything. Humans, snakes, and stones can all be put together to create the same outcome. "(No ideas but in things)-With no common it gives it sort of an expressive thought that he just randomly stated. Even though it may not fit in with the rest of the poem, i think this section can relate to a lot of other poets because many of them cannot write down their basic thoughts, but they write them through other sources or "things". The poem is short and quit, i don't think it was written to be thought over too hard, but maybe just as a "thought of the day". The title to me doesn't fit the poem at all. Maybe Williams is trying to say that all things in life, living or not, can create a song. A song usually starts out as a poem, so maybe thats what William was referring too!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Goodbye Highschool

All the early mornings,
and sleepless nights.
With midnight phone calls
and friendship fights.

Success was my goal,
all throughout school.
Always played by the book,
and never broke any rules.

Opinions can drive you crazy,
judgments can make mad.
Learning to keep my cool,
The credit goes to mom and dad.

Learning how to drive,
also discovering love,
gave me the influence
to always live above.

I've tried new things,
and changed as you see.
I became the woman
he said i couldn't be.

The great teachers and lessons
that got me through the day.
Taught m about the life and future
that I've come to live today.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Of Mere Being

Wallace Stevens-Went to Harvard and New York Law school...for most of his life he was actually a lawyer. I found this fact interesting because nearly all poets, are in the nicest, lazy! He grew up in Pennsylvania and was a lawyer in Connecticut.

My view of the poem: Our own thoughts and knowledge begin with the slightest touch of our palms. The feathers of a bird, such as on a pencil bring thought to our hands and as we write, they "sing" a song. Our thoughts come alive onto a single piece of paper, just as live is given to a bird when they sing their songs throughout the days. If I look at it more factual, the birds provide us with songs of inspiration and motivation as they sway through the trees gradually and effortless.


Facts about the poem: 4 stanzas and each stanza has three lines or is a tercet. This poem is open for the readers own imagination and opinions.

I don't have too much to say for this poem because i didn't really like it sorry.!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Hamlet Quote

HAMLET
Oh, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew,
Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God, God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fie on ’t, ah fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden
That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this.
But two months dead—nay, not so much, not two.
So excellent a king, that was to this
hyperion to a satyr. So loving to my mother.
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly.—Heaven and earth,
Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on, and yet, within a month—
Let me not think on ’t. Frailty, thy name is woman!—
A little month, or ere those shoes were old
With which she followed my poor father’s body,
Like Niobe, all tears. Why she, even she—
O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason
Would have mourned longer!—married with my uncle,
My father’s brother, but no more like my father
Than I to Hercules. Within a month,
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Had left the flushing in her gallèd eyes,
She married. O most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
It is not nor it cannot come to good,
But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

I think this quote best describes Hamlet because it shows many different sides of his emotional status and how he handles himself. This quote mentions his dad, mom, and his uncle which is nice to see who stands an importance in Hamlet's life. Hamlet seems very dramatic and emotionally stressed about his father's death and his mother's new love. Hamlet has to learn how to handle his father's death in a positive way, but it is so hard for him to focus on his emotional health when his mother moves on to a new marriage so quickly. Throughout the amount of play that i have read and understood, i believe this quote from Hamlet speaks a lot about who Hamlet is. Hamlet changes from a stressed guost hunting man into a caring, upset boy.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

The Day Milliccccent Found the world

William Stafford: He is an American poet and recieved his Ph.D from University of Iowa. This is interesting to me because overall I have found that many writers do not finish college or even go to college, but the last two poets i have researched have had degrees and a very profound educationasl background.

This poem is about discovering yourself and letting adventure become a positive embrace of your soul. Millicent was obviously looking for a journey and when she kept on crawling futher into the undiscovered world, she was thrilled and couldn't help but feel whole. Aunt Dolbee was reality calling her back from the fantasy to the world again.

This poem is most definitely a ballad telling a story about a girl named Millicent.
The poem has three stanzas, the first stanza is 11 lines, second stanza is also 11 lines, and the third stanza is 7 lines. There was no rhyming but there was some diction. The diction indicates the imaginary truth that Millicent was thinking. The poem seemed more like a short story rather than a poem!

The Cat

Miroslav Holub: Was an immunologist which of course anything to do with medical i think is awesome, but im not sure why he would want to quit that and become a poet. his poems are not english they have to be translated into the english language. His poems translate into more than 30 languages.

The cat seems to be a poem about some girl that he loved and when he left him, he was devestated. The poem is very visual; you can almost imagine everything about this poem clearly as a movie. "I said to her do not go" is repeated twice making it a strong statement that if the girl left, it would be bad for her and could lead to something unwilling. "she dissolved" is also repeated twice and i also think Holub is just trying to make a stronger statement about his disbelief that she truly left. Maybev the poem could be about his daughter too. He says not ever she sees herself again, but maybe that means she left to actually find herself and she never returned to her old behaivor. Maybe she became someone with mroe confidence so no one could recognize her.

This poem has six stanzas.
1st stanza- 5 lines
2nd stanza-5 lines
3rd stanza-4 lines
4th stanza-2 lines
5th stanza-6 lines
6th stanza-6 lines
This poem has several lines and only the first two stanzas and the last two stanzas have the same amount of lines. Maybe this poem is also a ballad but there is I am unable to tell what exactly Holub is trying to express with this piece of writing. He has a sad tone but it would help if i could find better background knowledge about the poem personally.

Reading Myself



Robert Lowell: He is considered the founder of "confessional poetry" according to wikepedia.





"earned my grass" - maybe speaking of "earning his spot" or earning his land.


This poem has two stanzas, the first stanza has 7 lines and the second stanza has 8 lines.


I would say this poem is more like a ballad. Even though this poem is only 15 lines short it is still able to tell a story or memory. There is no rhyme scheme to this poem but in the second stanza there is repeated words such as "cell, circle, and honey" I think the author uses this repition to create a better understanding of the world he is proud of. Every single piece of life was doen with perfect calculations due to other parts of nature.


"Somehow never wrote something to go back to."- this line seemed to be the poets way of trying to make sense of his own poem. The poem sounds like a reflective piece, but that line in particular seemed to stand out, almost like it didn't fit in with the rest of the poem. Some of the sonnets we read in class by Shakespeare were Shakespeares way of putting his opinion about plays in his own play. Maybe this is Lowell's way of writing in his own opinion about writing.

The picture above is Parnassus, which gave me a better visual of why someone would take pride in the mountain's slopes. The beauty of the mountain and the height resemble the struggles in Lowell's life and how to overcome the struggles you can make it to the top, and earn the mountain peaks.

The tone in this poem is very built up because it is slow and then by the second stanza there is more background information and reasoning behind his story. "...my coffin"- this is a different way to end a poem because it's not very bright and happy. The poem is a bit meloncholy.

The poet also relates his life to the life of an insect.

Don't know what im doing..

Like i mentioned in class i keep thinking im ahead with the blogs so i haven't done them.. but apparently not, so i promise im not purposely not doing them. Just confusing i guess!?

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Heritage

(I comment on Shelby and Ashleys blogs)

Anyways, the poem Heritage is very overwhelming and informative. The poem reminds me of a majestic place hidden in the mountains of another country with just a few original people living there. There is no rhyme scheme in this poem, and there are only two stanzas both in which are completely differnt. The first stanza is nonet and the second stanza is a sestet. I cannot figure out what type of poem Heritage is but if i had to guess i would say Still wrote this poem as a memory or as a story. Overall the poem was very interesting it ends with italicised lines. Still cannot leave or move on from the mountains because everything from life to death has involved this mountain life and everything who makes up Still belongs in that heritage.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Much madness is divinest sense

"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."-Marilyn Monroe

This quote reminds me of this poem so i thought i would add it in!

To the seeker madness can either be divine or discerning. This poem also says "you are sane;..you're straightway dangerous And handled with a chain" This section is stating that though you are sane and others may look down on you, to everyone you are carried with a chain. No one wants to let you go too far but no one will free you at all either.

Assent, and you are sane: if you agree, you will be okay.
Demur, and you're straightway dangerous: if you object you will be a harm.

I think Dickinson uses these two sentences to represent the difference between what makes a person sane or not. Within strict eyes all it takes is agreement or hesitation to create someone. The poem is very small and only has one stanza that has eight lines in it. The poem only has two rhyming lines such as, "sense & madness" "sane & chain". To me this poem is kind of explaining how many people look up to madness in jealousy, but the majority looks at it as it is a sin.

Emily Dickinson had written nearly eighteen hundred poems! She lived 1830-1886, and died at a relatively young age.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Song of the Powers

A little quoting:
"Mine, said the stone, mine is the hour. Icrush the scissors," - reminds me of the childhood "tie-breaker"game, rock, paper, scissors. The rock always dominates unless attacked by paper.

"stronger than wishes my power alone"-to me this quote from the first stanza illustrates how simple powers can overrule huge wishes, and with that said it gives the stone more power than just simply winning over scissors.

"mine are words that smother the stone"-reminds me of ancient times when the first people used to write all over stones to communicate, and now paper took over that way of communication.

"They all end alone. As you will, you will."- This seems a bit morbid to me, as if Mason, the poet, was trying to suggest no matter how much we deny it, everyone in some way expires alone.

They structure of the poem is my favorite, four stanzas with and equal amount of lines for each. The last stanza is a bit longer, but also shares a greater deal. I was correct about the poem being about rock paper scissors, but the poet definetly cut deeper into the childhood act and gave meaning to each seperate piece.

When i googled David Mason, it gave me a list of guys with the same name, one was a british trumpet player, one was a murder, one was a writer, and one was a football player. So im assuming the writer was the correct man...But with him being the poet, (hopefully) I discovered that he was born in Bellingham, Washington which I think is pretty fascinating because I feel like a lot of writers are from the west. Also he studied at Colorado college, but soon left so he could be a fisherman in Alaska, which is the succesful life of the usual poet. He also lived in Greece and he now lives in colorado springs. (So i think we should ask him to come speak to our class because he seems interesting.)

I love this poem though, and i think it has a beautiful hidden metaphor to be discovered by the readers.