World of Poetry. Figurative Language By MCT and Mrs. M. Write a sentence describing each situation using a simile. 1 . Sue is wearing a black-and-white sweater her grandmother knitted for her. 2. Jack hadn’t eaten all day. He is at a buffet and has loaded his plate with food.
World of Poetry
By MCT and Mrs. M
1. Sue is wearing a black-and-white sweater her grandmother knitted for her.
2. Jack hadn’t eaten all day. He is at a buffet and has loaded his plate with food.
3. It is a beautiful day. You are in a restaurant overlooking the river watching the sailboats.
4. You are in a crowded elevator that has stalled.
Someone I loved came to visit me.
My heart is like a singing bird whose nest is in a watered shoot – Christina Rosetti
The apparition of these faces
In the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
That’s the ENTIRE poem. Is it precise?
The day came slow, till five o’clock,
Then sprang before the hills
Like hindered rubies, or the light
A sudden musket spills.
The purple could not keep the east,
The sunrise shook from fold,
Like breaths of topaz, packed a night,
The lady just unrolled.
-Emily Dickinson, 19th Century American Poet
How would you explain the effect of this simile?
Why did Dickinson choose to compare being a public figure to a frog?
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you– Nobody—too?
Then there’s a pair of us?
Don’t tell! They’ll advertise—you know!
How dreary—to be– Somebody!
How public- like a Frog—
To tell one’s name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
Just as a great wave upon the salt sea is forced by the fury of the strong wind
Into a mighty swell, and rushes down upon the deck of a ship
And engulfs it—so the Trojans,
With a loud war cry, drove their
Chariots over the defensive wall
To the sterns of the Greeks’ ships. – Homer, The Illiad
The fog comes
On little cat feet.
It sits looking
Over harbor and city
On silent haunches
And then moves on.
O love is the crooked thing.
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
-William Butler Yeats, Ye Olde Romantic Poet
Earth, receive an honored guest;
William Yeats is laid to rest:
Let the Irish vessel lie
Emptied of its poetry.
Comparison in which something
that is NOT a person is given human
“The Moon and the Yew Tree”
The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right.
White as a knuckle and terribly upset.
It drags the sea after it like a dark crime.
- Sylvia Plath
How could you express Plath’s comparison of the moon in a simile?
I am silver and exact.
I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful—
Choose an object in this room and write a comparison personifying that object. Share with a partner to see if they can guess what it is!
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometime whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wing;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep.
John Keats, “To Autumn”
parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good-night
till it be morrow.
-Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet