Homeless: Do a google image search for "Norman Rockwell Hungry hobo"

Norman Perceval Rockwell (February 3, 1894 – November 8, 1978) was a 20th-century American author, painter and illustrator. His works have a broad popular appeal in the United States for their reflection of American culture. Rockwell is most famous for the cover illustrations of everyday life he created for The Saturday Evening Post magazine over nearly five decades

http://www.tolerance.org/sites/default/files/general/tt_poetry_for_home_upper_0.pdf

Reply to an Eviction Notice

By Robert Flanagan

My mother and father camped in such apartments in their time, landlord, promoter of cramped endurances, your rightful inheritance. Your fatherpurchased shrewdly and practiced ungivingwell. Mine did not.So my sweaty bursts of livingare managed in rooms gauged like parking meters, narrow as coin slots,while from the landscaped, architect-designed vantage of your home the town lies before a Monopoly board. Ownership is your reward and punishment; movement mine

Mental illness: Do a google image search for "The Scream painting"

About the painter: Edvard Munch (12 December 1863 – 23 January 1944) was a Norwegian painter and printmake rwhose intensely evocative treatment of psychological themes built upon some of the main tenets of late 19th-century Symbolism and greatly influenced German Expressionism in the early 20th century. Here is his explanation of what inspired the painting

One evening I was walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjord—the sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red. I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. I painted this picture, painted the clouds as actual blood. The color shrieked. This became The Scream.[9]

Opening comments from the poet, Robin Morgan: When I was only three or four, I fell in love with poetry, with the rhythms and the music of language; with the power of metaphor and of imagery, poetry being the essence of communication -- the discipline, the distillation. And all these years later, the poems I'll read today are from my just-finished seventh book of poetry.

Well, five years ago, I was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. Though there's no cure yet, advances in treatment are really impressive. But you can imagine that I was appalled to learn that women are largely left out of research trials,despite gender-specific medical findings having demonstrated that we are not

actually just small men --who happen to have different reproductive systems. Gender-specific medicine is good for men, too.

But you bring to a crisis the person you already are, including the, yes, momentum that you've learned to invoke through passionate caring and through action, both of which require but also create energy. So as an activist, I began working with the Parkinson's Disease Foundation -- that's pdf.org -- to create a major initiative to put women on the Parkinson's disease map. And as a poet, I began working with this subject matter, finding it tragic, hilarious, sometimes even joyful. I do not feel diminished by Parkinson's; I feel distilled by it, and I actually very much like the woman I'm distilling into.

Here is one of her poems:

"No Signs of Struggle"

Growing small requires enormity of will:just sitting still in the doctor's waiting room watching the future shuffle in and out, watching it stoop; stare at you while you try not to look. Rare is an exchange: a smile of brief, wry recognition.

You are the new kid on the block. Everyone here was you once. You are still learning that growing small requires a largeness of spirit you can't fit into yet: acceptance of irritating help from those who love you; giving way and over, but not up.

You've swallowed hardthe contents of the "Drink Me" bottle, and felt yourself shrink. Now, familiar furniture looms,floors tilt, and doorknobs yield only when wrestled round with both hands. It demands colossal patience, all this growing small: your diminished sleep at night,your handwriting, your voice, your height.

You are more the incredibleshrinking woman than the Buddhist mystic, serene, making do with less. Less is not always more.Yet in this emptying space,

space glimmers, becoming visible. Here is a place behind the eyes of thoseaccustomed by what some would call diminishment.

It is a place of merciless poetry, a gift of presence previously ignored,drowned in the daily clutter. Here every gesture needs intention,is alive with consciousness. Nothing is automatic.

You can spot it in the provocation of a button, an arm poking at a sleeve,a balancing act at a night-time curb while negotiating the dark. Feats of such modest valor, who would suspect them to be exercises in an intimate, fierce discipline,a metaphysics of being relentlessly aware?

Such understated power here, in these tottering dancers who exert stupendous efforton tasks most view as insignificant. Such quiet beauty here, in these, my soft-voiced, stiff-limbed people;such resolve masked by each placid face. There is immensity required in growing small,so bent on such unbending grace.

Manual Laborers: Do a google image search for "New York Times Blue collar art"

This painting, called “City Building” is by Thomas Hart Benton (April 15, 1889 – January 19, 1975) He. was an American painter and muralist. Along with Grant Wood and John Steuart Curry, he was at the forefront of the Regionalist art movement. His fluid, sculpted figures in his paintings showed everyday people in scenes of life in the United States. Though his work is strongly associated with the Midwestern United States, he studied in Paris, lived in New York City for more than 20 years and painted scores of works there, summered for 50 years on Martha's Vineyard off the New England coast, and also painted scenes of the American South and West.

Background information: ¡Sí, Se Puede! Yes, We Can! Janitor Strike in L.A., written by Diana Cohn and illustrated by Francisco Delgado, (Cinco Puntos Press, 2002) is a celebration of the Justice for Janitors campaign in Los Angeles. In this bilingual picture book, Carlito's mother goes on strike with 8,000 janitors who, in April 2000, put down their mops and brooms and demanded a living wage and respect for the work

they perform. And they won! My favorite part of the story happens when an office worker from the building joins the striking janitors. He tells Carlito's mother he'd never thought about the janitors who clean his office, "But seeing you in the bright light of day … means I can never ignore you again."

Here is an excerpt:

Beneath steel and concrete, Beneath night's wandering shadow,

Come the eyes, voices and arms - elbows and knees -

That make buildings shine, magnifying the sun into all our faces.

The nameless, the scorned, the ignored - yet

They are the humanity who make human things work.

- Luis Rodríguez ¡Sí, Se Puede! Yes, We Can!

Compare it to the opening poem and the mood. Which is moe accurate?

OR

Praise Song for the DayElizabeth Alexander, 1962A Poem for Barack Obama’s Presidential InaugurationEach day we go about our business,walking past each other, catching each other’seyes or not, about to speak or speaking.All about us is noise. All about us isnoise and bramble, thorn and din, eachone of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darninga hole in a uniform, patching a tire,repairing the things in need of repair.Someone is trying to make music somewhere,with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum, with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.A woman and her son wait for the bus.A farmer considers the changing sky.A teacher says, Take out your pencils. Begin.We encounter each other in words, wordsspiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed,words to consider, reconsider.We cross dirt roads and highways that markthe will of some one and then others, who saidI need to see what’s on the other side.I know there’s something better down the road.We need to find a place where we are safe.We walk into that which we cannot yet see. Say it plain: that many have died for this day.Sing the names of the dead who brought us here,who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, builtbrick by brick the glittering edificesthey would then keep clean and work inside of.Praise song for struggle, praise song for the day.Praise song for every hand-lettered sign, the figuring-it-out at kitchen tables.Some live by love thy neighbor as thyself,others by first do no harm or take no

morethan you need. What if the mightiest word is love?Love beyond marital, filial, national,love that casts a widening pool of light,love with no need to pre-empt grievance.In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air,any thing can be made, any sentence begun.On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp,praise song for walking forward in that light.

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/praise-song-day

How to analyze a poem

1. Read it through for the gista. Overall, what is it aboutb. It helps to read out lout and notice where the sentence breaks and pauses logically go.

2. Read it again for the craft or art of Languagea. Words you don't know

i. Mark themii. Try to decode their meaning by context and any roots, suffixes, or prefixes you

might knowiii. Look up the definitioniv. Compare how the definition matches with your initial guess

b. Pick out literary devices you recognizei. Rhyme, repetition, alliteration, simile, metaphor, symbol, personification, etc..

ii. Underline it and label in margins3. Connect craft with meaning

a. Analyze how the word choice affects the meaning, mood, etc. of the line/stanza it appears in

b. Analyze how the literary devices affect the meaning, mood, etc. of the line/stanza it appears in.

Let's practice!

I Hear America Singing

Walt Whitman, 1819 - 1892I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat

deck,The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission

or at sundown,The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or

washing,Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

About the poet: Robert Flanagan was born and raise in Toledo, Ohio. His father, a disabled war veteran, his mother, an employee at Champion Spark Plug, his older sister Mona Mary, an aspiring artist, and he lived in a one bedroom apartment above Maloney's, an Irish bar and grill near the corner of Monroe Street and Detroit Avenue, catty corner to Swayne Field ball park, the old home of the Toledo Mud Hens.

Reply to an Eviction Notice

By Robert Flanagan

My mother and father camped in such apartments in their time, landlord, promoter of cramped endurances, your rightful inheritance. Your fatherpurchased shrewdly and practiced ungivingwell. Mine did not.So my sweaty bursts of livingare managed in rooms gauged like parking meters, narrow as coin slots,while from the landscaped, architect-designed vantage of your home the town lies before a Monopoly board. Ownership is your reward and punishment; movement mine

What is the gist of what's going on? ________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________________________Pick out the words you don't know and analyze them using the above process. Explain your process for one here:

Background information: ¡Sí, Se Puede! Yes, We Can! Janitor Strike in L.A., written by Diana Cohn and illustrated by Francisco Delgado, (Cinco Puntos Press, 2002) is a celebration of the Justice for Janitors campaign in Los Angeles. In this bilingual picture book, Carlito's mother goes on strike with 8,000 janitors who, in April 2000, put down their mops and brooms and demanded a living wage and respect for the work they perform. And they won! My favorite part of the story happens when an office worker from the building joins the striking janitors. He tells Carlito's mother he'd never thought about the janitors who clean his office, "But seeing you in the bright light of day … means I can never ignore you again."

Here is an excerpt:

Beneath steel and concrete, Beneath night's wandering shadow,

Come the eyes, voices and arms - elbows and knees -

That make buildings shine, magnifying the sun into all our faces.

The nameless, the scorned, the ignored - yet

They are the humanity who make human things work.

- Luis Rodríguez ¡Sí, Se Puede! Yes, We Can!

What is the gist of what's going on? ________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________________________Pick out the words you don't know and analyze them using the above process. Explain your process for one here. If you can't find any words you don't know, try to figure out and explain the roots of an interesting word you do know (Ex. Magnify or ignored):

Opening comments from the poet, Robin Morgan: When I was only three or four, I fell in love with poetry, with the rhythms and the music of language; with the power of metaphor and of imagery, poetry being the essence of communication -- the discipline, the distillation. And all these years later, the poems I'll read today are from my just-finished seventh book of poetry.

Well, five years ago, I was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. Though there's no cure yet, advances in treatment are really impressive. But you can imagine that I was appalled to learn that women are largely left out of research trials,despite gender-specific medical findings having demonstrated that we are not actually just small men --who happen to have different reproductive systems. Gender-specific medicine is good for men, too.

But you bring to a crisis the person you already are, including the, yes, momentum that you've learned to invoke through passionate caring and through action, both of which require but also create energy. So as an activist, I began working with the Parkinson's Disease Foundation -- that's pdf.org -- to create a major initiative to put women on the Parkinson's disease map. And as a poet, I began working with this subject matter, finding it tragic, hilarious, sometimes even joyful. I do not feel diminished by Parkinson's; I feel distilled by it, and I actually very much like the woman I'm distilling into.

Now read the attached poem and respond in the space below.

What is the gist of what's going on? ________________________________________________

______________________________________________________________________________Pick out the words you don't know and analyze them using the above process. Explain your process for one here:

"No Signs of Struggle"

By Robin Morgan

Growing small requires enormity of will:just sitting still in the doctor's waiting room watching the future shuffle in and out, watching it stoop; stare at you while you try not to look. Rare is an exchange: a smile of brief, wry recognition.

You are the new kid on the block. Everyone here was you once. You are still learning that growing small requires a largeness of spirit you can't fit into yet: acceptance of irritating help from those who love you; giving way and over, but not up.

You've swallowed hardthe contents of the "Drink Me" bottle, and felt yourself shrink. Now, familiar furniture looms,floors tilt, and doorknobs yield only when wrestled round with both hands. It demands colossal patience, all this growing small: your diminished sleep at night,your handwriting, your voice, your height.

You are more the incredibleshrinking woman than the Buddhist mystic, serene, making do with less. Less is not always more.Yet in this emptying space,space glimmers, becoming visible. Here is a place behind the eyes of thoseaccustomed by what some would call diminishment.

It is a place of merciless poetry, a gift of presence previously ignored,

drowned in the daily clutter. Here every gesture needs intention,is alive with consciousness. Nothing is automatic. (continue on back)

You can spot it in the provocation of a button, an arm poking at a sleeve,a balancing act at a night-time curb while negotiating the dark. Feats of such modest valor, who would suspect them to be exercises in an intimate, fierce discipline,a metaphysics of being relentlessly aware?

Such understated power here, in these tottering dancers who exert stupendous efforton tasks most view as insignificant. Such quiet beauty here, in these, my soft-voiced, stiff-limbed people;such resolve masked by each placid face. There is immensity required in growing small,so bent on such unbending grace.

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/anthology/depression

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/mental-health-poems-teens

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/little-stones-my-window

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/rider

The RiderNaomi Shihab Nye, 1952A boy told meif he roller-skated fast enoughhis loneliness couldn’t catch up to him,the best reason I ever heardfor trying to be a champion.What I wonder tonightpedaling hard down King William Streetis if it translates to bicycles.A victory! To leave your lonelinesspanting behind you on some street cornerwhile you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas,pink petals that have never felt loneliness,no matter how slowly they fell.

The Rider

How does she think of loneliness?

Contrast how she portrays loneliness with the reality. How does this contrast affect the mood or meaning?

What do you think it means when the speaker says "the best reason I ever heard for trying to be a champion"--What does it show about the speaker, what she wants, and what she thinks of being a champion?

Do you think she's genuine when she declares "A victory!"? How does that fit in—or not—with the rest of the poem?

What is the effect of the alliteration towards the end? How are we affected by the imagery of the flowers? Is this a sad or hopeful image?

What is the setting? How does it impact the poem's mood?

The Rider

How does she think of loneliness?

Contrast how she portrays loneliness with the reality. How does this contrast affect the mood or meaning?

What do you think it means when the speaker says "the best reason I ever heard for trying to be a champion"--What does it show about the speaker, what she wants, and what she thinks of being a champion?

Do you think she's genuine when she declares "A victory!"? How does that fit in—or not—with the rest of the poem?

What is the effect of the alliteration towards the end? How are we affected by the imagery of the flowers? Is this a sad or hopeful image?

What is the setting? How does it impact the poem's mood?

Si, se puede questions

How does the personification of night impact the mood?

Contrast the imagery used in lines 1 and 2. What point is it making by the contrast?

In line 2, the poet breaks down the parts of the body. What is the effect of having the body parts make the building?

Several words get repeated for such a short poem (beneath, make, human/humanity). Pick one and explain its effect.

Compare the poem with "I Hear America Singing." Consider

-setting, including daytime and nighttime

-how people are named, described

-overall mood

Si, se puede questions

How does the personification of night impact the mood?

Contrast the imagery used in lines 1 and 2. What point is it making by the contrast?

In line 2, the poet breaks down the parts of the body. What is the effect of having the body parts make the building?

Several words get repeated for such a short poem (beneath, make, human/humanity). Pick one and explain its effect.

Compare the poem with "I Hear America Singing." Consider

-setting, including daytime and nighttime

-how people are named, described

-overall mood

Print questions for "reply to an eviction notice."

After 30 minutes working on this, students will have mini-seminars.

On Friday after the quiz, students will use their bodies to make a “tableau,” a frozen picture about their poem to share:

-relationship between person and their mental illness

-relationship between landlord and renter

-relationship between manual laborers and society

Exit ticket: Evaluate how well your poem represents your topic. Do you agree or disagree with the message it represents? Does it use language well to represent the topic? Use specific details such a mood, word choice, and literary devices to explain you answer

Model responses Wednesday to evaluate your pictures:

My picture seemed to make manual labor look like it wasn’t as bad and they didn’t represent the darkness enough

I think that the picture represented pretty well because it showed the man looking sad and wearing torn up, dirty clothes. Also, the man’s dog is looking hungrily at the hotdogs and the color scheme consists of dull, faded colors. However, the picture only represents homelessness pretty well because not all homeless people are sad and hungry; some people chose to be homeless

In “The Scream,” the screaming person really reminded me of my topic because the person may be seeing things in their mind that made him/her make the expression; the colors also made a creepy mood that matched my topic.

I think “The Scream” represented my topic very well. The person screaming represents the mentally ill and the people in the background represent the people who don’t understand. The sky/background could represent the pressures of society/somebody’s thoughts.

I do not thing “The Hungry Hobo” presents a good idea of homelessness because it shows a blank white space, representing the isolation of homeless people and the fact that they have a lot of background to their homelessness

My picture only represented the good parts of having manual labor. It showed the wrokers helping to build or create things and showed many workers at once, giving it an inspirational mood

The picture shows the bright side of manual labor. It shows strong people working hard and what they have done to benefit us. The bright images show a powerful side and less of a sad side, like not about the low income, injuries, and risk of death.

I did not feel like the picture represented mental illness well. The colors were dark and gave a depressing mood to me, when I feel that mental illnesses are not all bad or scary

Guidance for visual analysis:

-For mood, identify a more precise mood word

-look at the colors

-look at specifics or body language

-if there are more than one person, what is their relationship

-is anything exaggerated or understated?

-is there anything that draws our eye?

-for theme, first, identify the topic.

-what is going on with that topic?

-what can we learn from what is going on?

For literary devices/technique

-imagine this had been taken from a piece of writing; what techniques do you think were probably used?

-Think back to the mood and what you analyzed...

-if the colors or images are extreme, it might be imagery

-if there is an interesting relationship, maybe there's a metaphor or simile for comparison

-if something is exaggerated, it might be a metaphor or simile, but it might also be hyperbole

-think of any of the skills form our narrative writing assignment

Assignment due November 28.

In at least one paragraph, analyze a filmed anything that captures your chosen topic. I encourage you to pick tv shows, movies, commercials, etc. that you like that happen to have someone who fits your category; it doesn’t have to be a documentary about your topic.

Use at least three different terms from our cinematic technique notes to explain how the film represents your topic. For examples, do they use high angles to make the character with a mental illness look weak and powerless? Do they use medium shots to emphasize how they interact with their surroundings? Does internal diegetic sound help us understand what they are thinking? Does non-diegetic sound force the audience into a certain mood?

Then, fill out the third row of your chart.

You can watch pretty much anything as long as you write down what it is. Here are some possible options. Make sure that whatever you choose is okay with your parents:

Homeless

“The pursuit of happiness” (movie) Oliver and Company (Disney movie)

Mental Health

Inside Out (Pixar movie) Sesame Street: Meet Julia (although autism may not exactly fit the category of mental

illness, you can still use it as an example of someone who may interact with the world differently than you)

Nadira says there is an episode of "The Flash" with mental illness Search commercials for different medications for persons with mental illness like

depression or anxiety “What about Bob” movie available on Amazon rental. What About Bob? is a 1991

comedy film directed by Frank Oz, and starring Bill Murray and Richard Dreyfuss. Murray plays Bob Wiley, a psychiatric patient who follows his egotistical psychiatrist Dr. Leo Marvin (Dreyfuss) on vacation

Manual laborers

Oompa Loompas in Charlie and the Chocolate factory or Willy Wonka PBS video on “made in America”: http://www.pbs.org/video/america-revealed-made-usa/

(don’t get caught up on the bosses, look at the physical laborers)