1. CHICAGO WRITING AN APOSTROPHIC POEM

2. Apostrophe Main Entry: apos·tro·phe Function: noun Apart from its use as a punctuation mark ('), the term apostrophe is used for a kind of formal invocation. Sometimes the invocation is to an absent (or even dead) person: "Milton," writes Wordsworth, "thou shouldst be living at this hour;/ England hath need of thee." At other times, an inanimate object can be invoked: "O you gentle day sky!" Apostrophizing an inanimate object may involve personifying it. Invocation : the act of calling upon or referring to something for support and justification in a particular circumstance.

3. EXTRA CREDIT ASSIGNMENT For this extra credit assignment you are required to compose an apostrophic poem that both speaks to and characterizes a place of importance in your life. In Black Boy that place of importance for Wright is Chicago; it represents so many things, though none more important than the chance for racial equality and the end to a childhood of suffering. Before you begin, think of a place that holds true meaning in your life (i.e. your room, your home, your street, Newburgh, the Hudson Valley, New York State, America), and then ask yourself the following questions: What does this place offer me? How does this place shape who I am? How does this place complement me and my personality? Answering these questions will not result in a finished apostrophic poem, they will simply get your mind on the right track and get your creative juices flowing. Read the following poem by Carl Sandburg to get a better idea regarding this form of poem. Good luck!

4. CHICAGO BY CARL SANDBURG Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling,

5. City of the Big Shoulders: They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys. And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go free to kill again.

6. And they tell me you are brutal and my reply is: On the faces of women and children I have seen the marks of wanton hunger.

7. And having answered so I turn once more to those who sneer at this my city, and I give them back the sneer and say to them: Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning. Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities;

8. Fierce as a dog with tongue lapping for action, cunning as a savage pitted against the wilderness, Bareheaded, Shoveling, Wrecking, Planning, Building, breaking, rebuilding,

9. Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth, laughing with white teeth, Under the terrible burden of destiny laughing as a young man laughs, Laughing even as an ignorant fighter laughs who has never lost a battle, Bragging and laughing that under his wrist is the pulse, and under his ribs the heart of the people,

10. Laughing! Laughing the stormy, husky, brawling laughter of Youth, half-naked, sweating, proud to be Hog Butcher, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and Freight Handler to the Nation.