Poetry Terms . English I – Miss Michel. Speaker. The voice that is talking to us in a poem. Sometimes the speaker is identical with the poet, but often the speaker and the poet are not the same. The poet may be speaking as a child, a woman, a man, a whole people, an animal, or
English I – Miss Michel
people, an animal, or
even as an object.
By : Edgar Lee Masters
I have studied many times
The marble which was chiseled for me –
A boat with a furled sail at rest in a harbor
In truth it pictures not my destination
But my life.
For love was offered me and I shrank from its disillusionment;
Sorrow knocked at my door, but I was afraid;
Ambition called to me, but I dreaded the chances.
Yet all the while I hungered for meaning in my life.
And now I know that we must lift the sail
And catch the winds of destiny
Wherever they drive the boat.
To put meaning in one's life may end in madness,
But life without meaning is the torture
Of restlessness and vague desire --It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.
Sitting outside the principal’s office…
By: Robert Browning
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match…
“Stabbed in the back”
like a log.
It’s the poetry itself!
This poetry gets bored of being alone,
it wants to go outdoors to chew on the winds,
to fill its commas with the keels of rowboats . . .
Extreme exaggeration in literature and poetry. It is a figure of speech that uses exaggeration to express strong emotion or to create a comic effect.
By: Edgar Allan Poe
“t,” “n,” and “w” are repeated
in lines 1 and 2, and the
“s” sound is repeated in
lines 3 and 4:
when with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven
of the saintly days of yore.”
By Gwendolyn Brooks
My last defense
Is the present tense.
It little hurts me now to know
I shall not go
Cathedral-hunting in Spain
Nor cherrying in Michigan or Maine.
Approximate (or Slant) Rhyme
End Rhyme is when words rhyme at the end of a line.
Whose woods these are I think I know His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.
Internal Rhyme is when words rhyme within a line.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, / Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, / While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, / As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. / "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
My unusual style will confuse you a whileIf I were water, I'd flow in the NileSo many rhymes you won't have time to go for your'sJust because of applause I have to pauseRight after tonight is when I prepareTo catch another sucker-duck MC out thereMy strategy has to be tragedy,catastropheAnd after this you'll call me your majesty...