Unit 3: Poetry. Structure and Form. Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar. —Percy Bysshe Shelley. <skip intro>. What is poetry?.
Structure and Form
Poetry isn’t written from the idea down. It’s written from the phrase, line and stanza up….
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening…
A tall, slim tree…
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.
—from “Dream Variations,”
by Langston Hughes
if I were to stand
with roots in the ground
like a flower
would my life bloom out
in the color I was born with?
Once Flick played for the high-school team, the Wizards.
He was good: in fact, the best. In ’46
He bucketed three hundred ninety points,
A county record still. The ball loved Flick.
I saw him rack up thirty-eight or forty
In one home game. His hands were like wild birds.
—from “Ex-Basketball Player,”
by John Updike
I am offering this poem to you,
Since I have nothing else to give.
Keep it like a warm coat
When winter comes to cover you,
Or like a pair of thick socks
The cold cannot bite through,
I love you,
—from “I Am Offering this Poem,”
by Jimmy Santiago Baca
I sit on the porch facing the mountains. The porch is airy and spacious. I am the only person sitting on the porch. I look at myself. I can see myself.
by Jamaica Kincaid