Friday, March 30, 2012

Which poem "speaks" the most to you?--due Monday

To which of these famous poems do you most connect? Why? Type 200+ words here, explaining your connection to this poem, which you must mention by name with its author.


Grussing Pd 3 said...

The poem that speaks the most to me is We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks. it has rhythm that is very upbeat and it explains a lot about peoople that just because people think they are cool doesn't mean they are if people just be who they are and do what they want to do not everybody else does. Just to be themselves sometimes people feel like they need to be like other people to fit in. That is not totally necessary sometimes people can be immature if that’s how they are then let them be you don’t have to get mad at them just because they do something a little silly. For instance people who drop out of school if that’s how they want to spend their future then let them do what you want not what they want you to do. The people who go out and party all the time let them if that’s the life they want to live that’s up to them, doesn’t mean you have to go along with it either. You be your own person don’t let others get you down. I used to be the person who would want to fit in with a certain group but then I realized it wasn’t worth it I would have gotten a bad reputation.

Dylan Paggett said...

Sonnet 130! Speaks to me the most Shakespeare is Telling us about his gal. How even though she is not perfect Shakespeare still loves her. This one spoke to me the most because it is telling us that if you love someone flaws do not matter. Also Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But in another sense everything has its own beauty is one thing really more beautiful than another. Shakespeares beauty compared to ours may differ.

joshmiller270 said...

Josh Miller
Sonnet 130

In sonnet 130 I believe it is a great poem it may be a little harsh and mean but it helps him in ways people with a mistress can only see. He compares her to her being horrid and bad looking, her breath reeks and her voice stinks. Some people who have a mistress that may have betrayed them in some way that he thinks that he thinks he needs to talk bad about her and try to bring her down in his eyes and others. He may be saying this stuff trying to get even or fair after what she may have done to him. In this case I would not believe a great guy like this would do something like this and he is doing it for him. By saying stuff like this to better him it is kind of like when you get a cheap car you read the description on it before you buy it and it says all this bad stuff about it. Like—needs new bumpers body work, tires re-tune and all sorts of stuff, but when you get there it looks better then sounded. So when he thought of this poem he may not have been with her at the moment or gone somewhere and when he gets home he will see her and be amazed because he was thinking of the poem he has written about her and she truly is better than the poem

Mr. Thompson said...

Well said Grussing. Everyone needs to learn how to be themselves, sadly they seem to learn how to blend into a crowd at a much earlier age. There are so many of the "wrong" crowds, like the poem alludes to, for them to fall into. I'm already worried about my third grader's daily decisions, and encourage her to be herself in all situations.

Anonymous said...

Osborne pd 3….
“The Hammock” By Li-Young Lee. This peom relates to me because I have always counted on my mom more than anyone else in the world. She has done so much for me however, I feel as if she left me with worry and fear. Some parents shelter their kids so much and treat them like babies but with me I was the parent and the kid at the same times. There was times when I had only myself to count on and other times when I soley counted on my mother. Growing up I wondered what my mom was thinking when one decision she made affected me so greatly yet she never cared what I thought. But in the end I think she made these descions for me only. Fathers can be a big role in a childs life and I think he is trying to say their role can damage a kid beyond what an adult can see. Also I think he is saying that parents do not always know what to do when trying to raise a kid so they go off of how they were raised and hope for the best. They hope their kids out live them and there sorrows, their descions, and their dreams only encourage their kids to belive and keep moving on.

Taylor Hanisch said...

Sonnet 130

I like this poem because it gets into a lot of detail about his wife and her how she looks. Explains what her eyes look like and how red her lips are and the shape of her breasts and her hairs is like wires. It also gets into a lot of detail about her cheeks and how red they are to. How he says he love to her her speak she must sound like a angel. The reason why I think I would connect to this poem is because I would like to get into that much detail about things and explain what is going in the poem like this one does. I like how he says his wife is like a goddess because he saying she is the most beautiful girl that he has ever seen. How he says that his love is rare that’s explaing how much he loves her and cares about her. He also explains how her breath is’nt the most pleasant but yet he still loves her know matter what. He also enjoys the smell of her perfume because its more delight full and she also has a voice of an angel at singing and he just loves it when she sings and speaks to him. I think this poem is good and bad at some points but in the end I think its pretty good because he is saying that she speaks and sings like a angel does and he also says she is a goddess from heaven.

Flounder93 said...

I felt as though I connected with “The Hammock” by Li-Young Lee. In this poem I believe he talks about how two people a son and mother connect to help each other through their lives. Their lives together are the net and they are the poles that hold it. Forming a hammock. The boy is grateful for his mother who helps him each day and carries him to and from school. As far as the day hiding the stars it is like his mother hiding him from life. The mother worries that the boy’s father may ruin his life. But she hopes that his love for the boy will not do so. As far as the stars they haven’t heard from yet. It could be the events that have yet to happen. And they thank god for that because they fear what is to come or at least she does. The fact that she and her boy are safe comforts her and makes her feel safe. Both the boy and the mother are happy that they have each other. The boy because she guides him and protects him. The mother because she hopes her son will live longer and make her proud in the life to come. They also wonder what will happen when one passes away. Will they be separated forever or will there still be a connection. And no one will live to tell if they will be connected to their loved ones in the afterlife.
Chris Sutter Pd. 3

Dylan Paggett said...

I apoligize for the shortness but I believe I gave well enough detail and explanation on the poem that it was long enough.

Geraets said...

The poem that speaks to me the most is called “The Moose” by Elizabeth Bishop. It speaks to me because I feel it is talking about going camping and about nature and animals. I like how the author says goodbye to the elms, the farm, and the dog, a collie I think. I like the part when the Grandparents are talking about life, death and sickness. I also like the part when the author describes the moose, “Towering, antlerless, high as a church, homely as a house (or, safe as a house)”. I think where the poem is located at is near a “red sea” on a “red gravelly road”. It also mentions rows of sugar maples, clapboard farmhouses and neat, clapboard churches. There are a few words I do not know like rivulets, which I found out means a small stream or river, amicably, which I found out means being done in friendliness, without anger or bad feelings, divagation, which means to wander off subject or to wander around somewhere and macadam, which is a smooth hard road surface made from small pieces of stone. I also like when the moose looks over the bus “grand, otherworldly”. I do not have a part I did not like.

Anonymous said...

Sonnet 130

This peom speaks most to me. To me The writer of this poem is making the point that nobody is perfect. Through her imperfection, he finds this women to be perfect for him; and because of this imperfection she is not perfect for anybody else. I can relate to this because I find in life you will be very unhappy overall if you refuse to settle for anything less then perfection. Obveously you should never settle with just getting by of just good enough, but if you learn to accept flaws and impurities, you may find beauty through it. I mean, for example, in art there truly is no correct way to execute it. Every artist makes a mistake or two in their work, but through these mistakes their art has a sence of uniqueness. If everything in life were perfect, life would suck. Effort would be an unknown word to everyone. The necessity to try to improve yourself and the world around you would be pointless because afterall, how do you perfect what is already perfect? You don’t. I find in life, the best stories to share are the stories made through error, and mistakes. The most proud goals met are the ones met through overcoming your imperfections. If I were perfect, I wouldn’t have a need for goals. Goals would mearly be “future destinations” instead because reaching them would be inevittable in a perfect world. I would rather be dead than perfect.

Mr. Thompson said...

I think "The Hammock" really reminds the reader how small we are. To the universe, our lives only represent a fraction of a second. The comfort you are left with, the connection you represent from the previous generations to your children...and the possibility of an afterlife.

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Anonymous said...

JaDe DuWinter
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
by T.S. Eliot
This poem is interesting as it quite probably the longest poem I have ever had the pleasure of reading. This poem has the rhyme scheme I have ever seen. It is consistant in that each set of lines has at least one rhyming pair, but it is inconsistant in which pairs rhyme or if there is a rhyme conection somewhere else. It is very confusing I assure you. That and there is a rather curious single repeating of a verse. It is not something I see very often. The poem also makes allusions to the Bible, specifically to the Biblical story of Lazarus coming back from the dead. There is also a reference to a Shakespere's play, specifically Hamlet. "No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be..." It also brings mention of the sea. And specific of the sea, mermaids. The mermaids are described singing to each other but the man feels it doubtful that they will sing to the him. The mermaids are also described riding seaweed and coming the white hair of the waves while the wind blows the water white and black. That caught my attention evermore for the description of the sea is one of beauty. The line(s) that caught my most attention are the last three. "We have lingered in the chambers of the sea/By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown/Till human voices wake us, and we drown." These lines caught my attention in a peculiar way. It shows almost that they, it doesn't say who, were content to live in the waves and water. However other humans called to them catching them off guard and causing them to drown. All in all a very interesting poem.

Aaron G said...

I chose Dylan Tomas poem “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night” Because I connect to it oppositely because I don’t think old age should burn I think age should freeze so that person can understand life and live longer. I believe that wise men know that light is right. Because they have their right in light. I do not believe wild men would sing in the sun in flight, I believe great men would sing in the sun light during flight. But i Believe that you should go gentle into that good night.


Anonymous monkey

After reading “The Second Coming” by William Butler Yeats. I don’t believe I connected to the story with my life but as to connect to the author and feel deeper thoughts and emotions, for example. I have concluded that he what he is trying to portray is a anarchist theory of why people don’t follow or obey orders (societies spin falling out of control). First they cannot follow any orders, directions or plans if they cannot hear you. If you are within the distance of which you may hear the leader or falconer, and your passionate enough about your thought as to disobey you can, but the falling (shot down because) of your disobedience can cost you dearly, or maybe, being passionate enough to power others you may make the leader or falconer fall from his figurative pedestal. You can also look upon this as someone has gone against you personally (being a leader) and has sent the controlled environment to an unusable memory. Another possibility lies in paragraph two where he has a symbolic reference to the ending reign of the Egyptian pharaoh being buried alive by the anarchist in the desert sun. Portraying the hammock of death as a rocking cradle to whom the circle of life is finished just as the hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born. Other possibilities lay upon the pharaoh being laid to rest before his time as he was mistaken for being dead and mummified when he was then as one already dead. For the story is more than just a biography of a fictional tale of when and where but as a metaphor to whom may be involved without mention.
Is being called into a story without been given a name better the story? GOD. Is the most important part factor never mentioned? DEATH.

Anonymous said...

Moe Prd. 3
When I first started reading the “The Hammock” by Li-Young Lee, I feel in love with it! When reading this poem it brought back so many memories from when I was a little kid and things that happen now days. I am pretty sure the one that I connect with the most. I really like this poem because, my mom and I are not as close as we were or probably should be, which I think is why I fell in love with the poem. This poem is very descriptive, what I mean by that is, that you can picture everything that is happening at the moment. Also the poem is very loving, it’s soft hearted and it’s seems like if the poem were to be read out loud it would be in a soft spoken voice. Also in the poem it brings memories that happened just a year ago in January when we had a death in the family; which happened to me my mother’s father. This happens to bring back a lot of memories between my mom and I because, all I wanted to do is make my mom happy and cheerful so I did everything possible to make her happy. This a probably one of my top favorite poems just because, him home to me.

Mursick said...

"do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" Dylan Thomas.
I conect to this poem most because (as i interpret it) it is about dieing, and how rather than simply lay in bed and die fight! "Do not go gentle into that good night" fight it, live as long as you can.
"Rage, rage against the dying of the light" dont give into your death dont be content. strive for more! "curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, i pray." cry about dying even tho it hurts me seeing you are not ready for the light to die, as it bleses me with wisdome from experiance and the strength to cary on into the future whatever comes my way.