1. Taylor Mali
"Speak with Conviction"

2. Figurative Language Sensory Language Sound Devices Poetry

3. Definition Figurative language is the opposite of literal language.
The words go beyond what they exactly mean for a special effect.

4. Simile Definition: A comparison of unlike things that uses like or as
Example:
Mrs. Buckley was as angry as a hornet.
NOT: Mrs. Buckley was as angry as Mrs. Sabelhaus.

5. Metaphor Definition: A comparison of unlike things
Usually uses a linking verb
Subject = something you normally wouldn’t call the subject
Example:
The boy was a tiny mouse squeaking in the corner.

6. 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

7. Onomatopoeia Definition:
A word that sounds like the noise it describes.
Example:
The car vroomed down the quiet street.
“Bark! Bark!” said the beagle.

8. Personification Definition:
Describing something that isn’t living (inanimate) as if it was living
Example:
The sun smiled down on the city as a new day began.
The ice angrily beat against the windows.

9. Hyperbole Definition: Exaggeration Example:
Jill was furious. When she yelled at Jack, astronauts in outer space could hear every word!

10. Allusion
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.
Romeo – romantic boy, from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet
He was a natural Babe Ruth and led the team to the championship with his home runs.
Babe Ruth – excellent baseball player
George is a Scrooge even at Christmas time.
Scrooge – stingy person, from Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol

11. Figurative Language Pop-Up

13. What type of figurative language is this?
Oreo: Milk’s favorite cookie
Personification

15. What type of figurative language is this?
The bottom of the bathtub was a slippery as ice.
Simile

17. What type of figurative language is this?
With the click of the mouse, I deleted the entire project.
Onomatopoeia

19. What type of figurative language is this?
He was so thirsty that John thought he might drink an entire lake.
Hyperbole

21. What type of figurative language is this?
My computer hates me.
Personification

23. What type of figurative language is this?
Her eyes were glistening jewels.
Metaphor

25. What type of figurative language is this?
While I was walking through the field, I found a ring as shiny as a star.
Simile

26. Your Homework for Tonight:
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.
Both poems need to be at least 15 lines long. 
A solid ROUGH DRAFT is due tomorrow! 
THESE DO NOT HAVE TO RHYME!!!!

27. Sensory Visual

28. Sensory Language
SENSory language refers to language that appeals to your SENSES
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.

29. 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.

30. Your Task for Today… 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.

31. 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
“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

32. Sound Devices Alliteration- words in a series begin with same letter
Sally sold sea shells by the sea shore
Assonance- repetition of vowel sounds
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
End Rhyme- words at the end of lines that rhyme
Example:
Mr. Ross wants to be a butterfly
Don’t ask me, I don’t know why
Onomatopoeia- words that represent sounds
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.

33. 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.

34. In-class Assignment
Create a poem over any topic that is at least ten lines.
The poem must include:
2 Different types of Figurative Language
2 Different types of Sensory Language
2Different types of Sound Devices

35. Elegy Elegy: a mournful poem for the dead You’ve fallen cold and 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!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
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!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Walt Whitman
written in 1865

36. Elegy in Song
“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

37. Elegy in Song “Good Bye, England’s Rose” by Sir Elton John
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
{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
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

38. Homework for Tonight
Create an elegy poem (a mournful poem for the dead) for a person that has died.
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.

39. Concrete Poems
Definition: a poem whose meaning is conveyed through its graphic shape or pattern on the printed page; also called a shape poem.

45. 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

47. Your Assignment
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.

48. Ballad
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.

49. “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 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
Ballad in Song

50. Your Assignment
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.

51. Epic
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
Illiad
Odyssey
Hiawatha
Beowulf

52. The Ides of March 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!”

53. Odes
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.

54. “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. 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.
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
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 deep-sea 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

55. 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.
(This is from Leaves of Grass written in 1881 and is 52 “chapters” long.)

56. “Phenomenal Woman” By Maya Angelou (Sample Ode)
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 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.
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. 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.

57. “This One’s for the Girls” By: Martina McBride
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
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

58. Homework for Tonight
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!

59. What is a QUATRAIN?
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.

60. Figure out the rhyme scheme of these quatrains…
EXAMPLE 1:
Oh the birds are singing, In a nest of broken sticks, Look what they are bringing, It's nutrition for their chicks.
EXAMPLE 2:
Today there was some snow It's falling down a treat Then the wind began to blow And now it's turned to sleet.

61. Let’s review SYMBOLISM…
What is SYMBOLISM?
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???

62. Reader’s Journey 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.

63. “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?

64. Your Homework for Tonight
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!

65. Figure out the rhyme scheme of these quatrains…
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? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat. What dread hand? and what dread feet?
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? Tiger, Tiger, burning bright, In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Symmetry – balanced proportions
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?

66. “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
Who is the “blackbird”?
What is this song a metaphor for?
What symbolism do you see?
What is the rhyme scheme of this song?

67. Reader’s Journey Books
Open your Reader’s Journey book to page 314.
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.
Read “The City Is so Big” by Richard Garcia on page 316.
Read “Dreams” by Langston Hughes on page 315.
Figure out the rhyme scheme for this poem.
What lines are quatrains in this poem?
What is this a metaphor for?

68. “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 So don't you sit upon the shoreline And say you're satisfied Choose to chance the rapids And dare to dance that tide
What simile do you see?
What does this simile mean?
What is “the vessel” a metaphor for?

69. Your Homework Tonight Reader’s Journey page 317 questions 1-4.
Answer # 5 to the side of the page.
Due tomorrow!

70. “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.

71. “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. There's always been people that have to cause fear They've been talking of the war now for many long years I have read all their statements and I've not said a word But now Lawd God, let my poor voice be heard. 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 Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Idaho Let every state in this union seep in your souls. And you'll die in your footsteps Before you go down under the ground.

72. 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)
g g (couplet)
Each quatrain develops a specific idea, but one closely related to the ideas in the other quatrains.
Iambic Pentameter

73. What’s a Couplet? 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.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shakespeare’s Sonnet XVII (17)

74. What is Iambic Pentameter?
Ten syllables in each line
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).
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?

75. 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.

76. 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 C D E F 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!

77. Popular Shakespeare Phrases
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)

78. By Cyndi Lauper “True Colors”
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
“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

79. “Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man” By: Dylan Thomas
(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
THOUGH I KNOW THAT EVENIN’S EMPIRE HAS RETURNED INTO SAND VANISHED FROM MY HAND LEFT ME BLINDLY HERE TO STAND BUT STILL NOT SLEEPING 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
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 To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind I wouldn’t pay it any mind It’s just a shadow you’re seein’ that he’s chasing
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

80. Shakespeare was a Genius…