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Poetry Let’s talk about how authors build their poetic masterpieces.

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Poetry. Let’s talk about how authors build their poetic masterpieces. . Haiku. A three lined Japanese verse, usually about nature. A giant firefly: that way, this way, that way, this - and it passes by. Issa (1762-1826). Free Verse. - PowerPoint PPT Presentation

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PoetryLet’s talk about how authors build

their poetic masterpieces.

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A three lined Japanese verse, usually about nature.

A giant firefly: that way, this way, that way, this -

and it passes by.

Haiku

Issa (1762-1826)

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Poetry not written in a regular rhythmical pattern or meter.

The fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on.

Carl Sandburg

Free Verse

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Limerick

Everyone laughs at limericks. They are an unusual form of poem or poetry consisting of 5 rhyming lines. The term for this type of poem or rhyme originates in Ireland and its name is taken from the Irish County of Limerick in Ireland.

-usually humorous

There was an Old Derry down Derry, who loved to see little folks merry;

So he made them a Book, and with laughter they shook

At the fun of that Derry down Derry.

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BalladA songlike narrative poem, usually featuring

Rhyme, Rhythm, and Refrain

Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (1863–1944). The Oxford Book of Ballads. 1910.

Lord Randal

http://www.bartleby.com/243/66.html

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Couplet a pair of rhyming lines

Clear blue skies, not a single cloud Hear me yell, whoop whoop out loud

A brand new day filled with fun

With friends galore enjoying the sun

Not a single thing can bring me down Flying so high above the ground

Whoop whoop I yell, feel like singing Along with the larks as they go winging

This can't be real, must be a dream This euphoric feeling, ecstasy extreme

How lucky I am to feel such joy Not felt like this since I was a boy

Whoop whoop I yell, kick up your heels Always think positive, you'll love how it feels!

Jack Ellison

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QuatrainA stanza containing 4 or more lines

By Emily Dickson

A fuzzy fellow without feetYet doth exceeding run!

Of velvet is his countenanceAnd his complexion dun.

Sometimes he dwelleth in the grass,Sometime upon a bough

From which he doth descend in pushUpon the passer-by.