Andrew+Chalfen


 * "Poetry is a universal language" By William Hazlitt**
 * 4 POEMS**
 * 4 POEMS**

Love park, to rittenhouse square City hall, to suberban station north philly to south philly center city to west philly biking through the town philly deservs a crown playing basketball with young and old players one time i even played basketball with the Philadelphia mayor. (I actually really did its in the paper) Taco bell to mcdonalds quadoba to cosi friend select school to friend central school TPS school to SLA school bests spots around even underground Phillys own culture a photo could not capture.
 * Poem about Phily**


 * ODE to the Philadelphia Seventy-Sixers**

1,2,3 pointers Lou williams and Jrue Holiday my favorite players a culture of your own so much fun and excitment youll never let me down on a bad day your win can cheer me up we improve with every game were a young team so i know theres next year to look foward to going to the basketball games is so much fun A chance to get autographs shoes and more iguadala dunks are better then winning 100 dollars and Lou Will, "and one" plays are better then turtle neck collars


 * Raised by Poem**

I was raised by Smart talkin Cool talkin Quick thinkin Over achieving "I do what I want" Kind of friends

Some Ivy league going Rational resoning Rich as hell Top notch First class "Quality over quantity" Type of classmates

Some Fun ass wild weekend ridiculous party rule bending pool hopping "never smoke reg" sort of homies

Some Annoying Preppy Whiny Snitchy Never had to lift a finger twenty bucks a day unapreciative spoiled rotten intolerent "I deserve it" Kind of Jackass's


 * Sonnet**

She made an apple pie for us to eat A berry with a big extravagant crust B unfortunately it fell on her feet A now shes called butterfingers with no trust B all the kids are playing basketball now C Jimmer has the best jump shot with the kids D when the basketball hit a cat it said meow C and when jim got a hat he went to lids D Anna likes painting and recordians E This is my regular family F Anna knows the music stores to be ins E My name Bob hope you feel homely F Come visit our home on eighth an Fitzwater G We have two sons a dog and our daughter G


 * Statement about poetry**
 * Statement about poetry**

I have taken a poetry unit every year since third grade. Every year i have hated that unit. This year i would have to say though i hated the unit the least. I actually was able to learn and write some interesting techniques. Ive grown up around literature and poetry my mom has published seven books two of them being poetry books. Poetry is definitely an important part of our culture and how we are able to grow artistically. The ability to put words together in a way that creates is art is truly something admire. I may not like to learn about poetry but i cant deny that i use it every day of my life in some way or another.



(POETRY FROM WEBSITE)


 * We never know how high we are (1176)**
 * by Emily Dickinson**


 * We never know how high we are**
 * Till we are called to rise;**
 * And then, if we are true to plan,**
 * Our statures touch the skies—**


 * The Heroism we recite**
 * Would be a daily thing,**
 * Did not ourselves the Cubits warp**
 * For fear to be a King—**

Life is worth living, when you hit rock bottom theres no where to go but up. This poem is inspiring, it makes the reader want to be the best he/ she can be. When i see this poem in my head i see someone who has just climbed a mountain and they feel literally on top of the world i see a giant grin on their face for finishing, but also the pain of what it took to climb that mountain. "And then, if we are true to plan, our statures touch the skies" This is something that makes me think of someone reaching the highest goal they can. There is a constant image of height and being on top, touching the skies which translates to a feeling of achievement and self gratification. The tone of this poem is empathetic, self gratifying, passionate, egotistical, and high spirited. The language seems passionate and contemporary like its a "what if poem". The poem is very short but just as effective as any other poem in getting its deeper meaning across to the reader. The end line brakes create eight short lines with powerful sayings. In the poem every second line rhymes with every fourth line, as an end rhyme. Each stanza is only four lines. There is repetition with the rhymes. The Poem addresses the inner ambitions of the reader, its a poem for the spirit.


 * Wild Nights – Wild Nights! (249)**
 * By Emily Dickinson**


 * Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!**
 * Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart!**
 * Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!**

Lust and luxury can be ok when the heart needs to be pleased. The poem is romantic but in an unconventional way. When I see this poem I think of Las Vegas with wild lights and excitement everywhere. It’s a happy poem, with excitement, it makes the reader feel vibrant and anticipant. "Our luxury! Futile the winds- To a heart in port." Her heart is in port meaning its still stopped it isn't moving or beating or enjoying itself, the poet wants love and excitement and to get her heart pumping with a fiery passion for something even if she doesn't know what that something is. The language seems old and informal. The poem has a wild and opinionated tone. There are short stanzas, and hyphens to separate and no more then four letter lines. The poem addresses anyone who is willing to listen not just the reader but also its meant for the whole world.


 * I taste a liquor never brewed (214)**
 * by Emily Dickinson**


 * I taste a liquor never brewed –**
 * From Tankards scooped in Pearl –**
 * Not all the Frankfort Berries**
 * Yield such an Alcohol!**


 * Inebriate of air – am I –**
 * And Debauchee of Dew –**
 * Reeling – thro' endless summer days –**
 * From inns of molten Blue –**


 * When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee**
 * Out of the Foxglove's door –**
 * When Butterflies – renounce their "drams" –**
 * I shall but drink the more!**


 * Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats –**
 * And Saints – to windows run –**
 * To see the Tippler**
 * Leaning against the – Sun!**

The feeling of happiness can be substituted, but true happiness can only be found within oneself. The poem is happy but in a sad way, the man needs alcohol to feel good but he is very content when he is able to drink. The poem is actually happy because this guy is just chillen sitting in the hot sun with his cold beer, but he can only achieve happiness through alcohol which is sad. "I shall but drink the more!" In the poem the man is talking about continuing to drink but the deeper message is that he needs to substitute his real feelings for a temporary drunken hedonism. The poem does not rhyme but it does have a pattern with the stanzas. I also see a pattern of exclamations on the end of the stanza. This poem addresses the reader and the world saying he doesn't care who's reading or listening.


 * (PRACTICE Poem)**
 * Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.**
 * There is no happiness like mine.**
 * I have been eating poetry.**


 * The librarian does not believe what she sees.**
 * Her eyes are sad**
 * and she walks with her hands in her dress.**


 * The poems are gone.**
 * The light is dim.**
 * The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.**


 * Their eyeballs roll,**
 * their blond legs burn like brush.**
 * The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.**


 * She does not understand.**
 * When I get on my knees and lick her hand,**
 * she screams.**


 * I am a new man.**
 * I snarl at her and bark.**
 * I romp with joy in the bookish dark.**


 * 1) Subject and Speaker, Who or what does the poe address, What is the central topic of the poem.**
 * The poem addresses a librarian who is sad because a dog has eaten her poetry.**


 * 2) Structure and Form, Does poem have a rhyme scheme, does it have lines and stanzas, is the repetition, is the patterns of meter, is it a sonnet?, patterns of words? Its a bad poem no repetition, no rhyme, uneven stanzas, not a sonnet, no patterns except at the end when he states i am repeatedly.**


 * 3) Structural devices, Punctuation, capitalization, opposites, words and images.**
 * The punctuation is fine, capitalization was at beginning of stanzas, no opposites, Pretty vivid words i got a good picture out of it.**


 * 4) What is line length like, if it varies is it a pattern? Do line breaks create enjambment or end stop lines what effect do line breaks have on reader?**
 * It sometimes is enjambments and is sometimes line breaks it varies a lot. Line breaks slow you down. They separate and create run ons.**


 * 5) Diction, does it sound like someone speaking out loud does it sound unformed or formal.**
 * I could hear someone telling this story its pretty unformed but in a funny way**


 * 6) What is the tone of the poem, How does that effect the mood.**
 * Its happy for the man/dog but sad and mocking towards the librarian. I like it because its destroying poetry in someones face i wish i could do that although i wouldn't want to upset and old nice lady like in the story.**


 * "Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.**
 * There is no happiness like mine.**
 * I have been eating poetry.**


 * The librarian does not believe what she sees.**
 * Her eyes are sad**
 * and she walks with her hands in her dress."**


 * 7) Image**
 * The ink running from the dogs teeth and the librarian freaking out about it. The purpose would be to show the reader his dislike for poetry. I would love it if it was real i can definitely see it happening in my head i just don't see a situation where it would happen.**


 * 8) Whats the effect.**
 * The poets use of imagery and ability to paint a picture with his words makes the poem very vivid and real. I didn't get a strong emotion out of the poem but i was able to really see the poem happen.**