2/28 Friday

Free-write Friday!

Can't think about anything to write about? Explain this fictional scenario:
Today, George Louis Sanderson was found dead in his Chicago apartment. Police suspect foul play.


1st Period:
Richard Cory

2nd Period:
Elanor Rigby

2/26 Thursday

Scholar Start:
How do you feel about snow? We've had a lot of snowdays lately, and people generally polarize on the issue  What are you thoughts?

"Nothing Gold Can Stay"
Robert Frost

2/20/2014 Thursday

Scholar Start:
Leave a post (poem, sonnet, prose, your choice) that utilizes the following terms:
simile
metaphor
hyperbole
repetition
parallelism
allusion

remember, blog posts need to be written with correct grammar and spelling, if at all possible.
Agenda:

Literary Terms

Remember, we have a quiz on Friday!

2/18 Tuesday

Test on Poetry Terms Friday!

Scholar Start:

Please respond in a comment.

We will be working in groups today. Please do not go to any of the links today until I have told you to.

Poetry Terms

2/17 Monday

We took a look at the poem "The World is Too Much With Us"  And annotated.

2/14

Today we wrote poems for people that we loved.

2/13 Thursday

Scholar Start:
What happened here? Speculate.  Respond in a blog comment, then finish your TP-CASTT if nessisary

Agenda
Scholar Start
Poem Discussion




If time permits (it likely won't)
Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damasked, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

I grant I never saw a goddess go;

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.

   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

   As any she belied with false compare.

2/12 Wednesday

SCHOLAR START:

Use one of these objects to make a metaphor.  Or, create a metaphor of your own.  I really, really want you to try and develop yours as fully as possible.

We are going to be doing a TP-CASTT (on our own today-GASP!) You can review the slides on Tuesday's post if you need to review. The following is a poem by Petrarch.  We will be discussing this poem as well, so please take your work seriously.  

Gli Occhi Di Ch' Io Parlai

Those eyes, 'neath which my passionate rapture rose,

The arms, hands, feet, the beauty that erewhile

Could my own soul from its own self beguile,

And in a separate world of dreams enclose,

The hair's bright tresses, full of golden glows,

And the soft lightning of the angelic smile

That changed this earth to some celestial isle,

Are now but dust, poor dust, that nothing knows.

And yet I live! Myself I grieve and scorn,

Left dark without the light I loved in vain,

Adrift in tempest on a bark forlorn;

Dead is the source of all my amorous strain,

Dry is the channel of my thoughts outworn,

And my sad harp can sound but notes of pain.

2/11 O CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN

What do you think of this guy? What do you think his story is? (respond in a comment)



O CAPTAIN

2/7 FREE WRITE FRIDAY

FREE WRITE FRIDAY.
Please respond with a blog comment.

Zac, here are your words:
killer
pumpkin
giraffe
big
fast
apple
fun
hurry
awkward
alligator

Can't think of anything to write about?  Write this poem: "Ode to the lump that I found in my shoe"

2/5/2014

No school today kids! Please enjoy this extended break.  Your essays will be due on the next day we return to school. 

2.5 Tuesday

Respond to the quote listed above in a blog comment.  What does this quote mean to you?