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LA 10 5/8/12

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Today we looked at rhyme scheme, although first we opened with our poem of the day: “A light in the attic” by Shel Silverstein.

Following that we discussed rhyme scheme and how to identify and label it in poems. (Look at the last word in a line, then use letters to match the words that rhyme.) We identified the rhyme scheme in the following poems:

Fat Body Leads to Tragedy

by mvvenkataraman

Taste makes us uncontrollably overeat
Laziness forces to take the back seat

Gradually sets in body great obesity
It multiplies with the greatest velocity

We acquire the state of overweight
For illness our body becomes a site

Exercising comes not to mind
Diseases one day Doctors find

We develop a very bad eyesight
Sleeplessness attacks in the night

We cannot conveniently bend
But, our body, we must mend

Like this if we carelessly prolong
We can never at all live long

This can be surely rectified
If extra efforts are applied

Making a long walking stretch
May end almost every hitch

Exercise done with real care
Will end easily every scare

Surely there is a remedy
Create not to all tragedy

Today launch a fine program
To reduce body by kilogram.


Dulce Et Decorum Est
Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep.  Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod.  All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas!  GAS!  Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime…
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie:  Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori

Following that I told everyone to write two short poems that followed a specific rhyme scheme. Poem one: 10 lines with a rhyme scheme of AABBCCDDEE.

Poem two: Eight lines with a rhyme scheme of ABACADAE.

Those poems are due tomorrow.

Reminder: Persuasion essays are currently late, with a 10% off each day penalty, and Thursday is the final day I will be accepting the essays.

Written by CRWashPhillips

May 8, 2012 at 3:24 pm

Posted in LA 10

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