Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Happy Endings Response
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Response to Old and New Canadian Poetry
This is my response to my favourite poem from the Old and New Canadian Poetry unit one note file. My favourite poem was actually from the contemporary section.
Here is the poem and my response is underneath it, Enjoy!
Creative City
to look, and not avert one's gaze;
that is where all the art is, the passion
and the city. people who do not look,
cannot see canvas, or poems or
notes for
happiness.
art does not begin with art,
but in the eyes. the eyes are everything;
when you look up at another,
and look away without a smile,
you have killed
everything you want to
bring home, oh citizen
RESPONSE:
This was actually not the poem that my group was assigned to analyze and respond to but this poem caught my eye the most out of all the rest of them. I chose this one because of the imagery the poet gives readers and how well he gives the description of art. He doesn’t describe it as just a tangible object but also something created and expressed in your mind that you can see after you look past just the object itself. The use of imagery in this poem like “that is where all the art is, the passion and the city,” portrays the image of looking past the cover of something and to look deeper and see the greater meaning and beauty hiding. That’s the image I get in my mind when I read those intriguing lines. This poet writes contemporary pieces meaning modern, current and thought provoking. To me this poem kind of behind the scene message is to ‘stop and smell the roses’ because we’re all too quick and faced paced in our lives and never slow down to realize the beautiful things around us. This poem doesn’t completely come out and say it but with imagery, metaphors and just how the poet strings the words together makes it a very interesting poem to read and I really enjoyed it.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
response to Paul's blog
Snow Crunching
The snow outside silently is stepped on
Until all that breath and walk the earth are gone
The air is heavy but a good breath in
As we all snuggle warmly avoiding the snot coming down our chin
The geese scream quietly as we say shut up you lot
Though through this beautiful and unique landscape we are the ones that need to be taught
Limb through limb we keep out of the cold
Believing if we do not blow on our hands we will turn into mold
Though the landscape is in front of us and we do not see
That the devil inside of us will leave us to be
RESPONSE:
This was Paul’s poem on our five senses: sight, sound, smell, touch and taste. This poem was done after our class trek down to the lake to observe nature and the scene around us. His poem is ten lines long and follows the rhyme pattern AABBCCDDEE, meaning every two lines rhyme. I read everyone’s nature poem before deciding on this one and a lot of them were very intense, not in a bad way, but calm and peaceful about the nature surrounding them. However, I chose Paul’s because he adds a sense of humour and reality to our cold winter experience. “The air is heavy but a good breath in as we all snuggle warmly avoiding the snot coming down our chin.” I really like this line because it applies to almost everyone. When you’re outside I get that feeling of hard, deep breathing and it feels as if you need to take way more breaths than usual to get the same amount of air in. Also when its cold out there is a tendency for snot to drip down your nose, and as gross as it sounds it’s very true and realistic so it was good to add that in. The rhymes also lighten the mood of the poem since this poem is based on how freezing cold we were outside. I think he could have described his senses a bit more because there wasn’t any one taste or sound but my favourite relation to sense was the one about blowing on your hands to keep them warm. That one’s my favourite because everyone does do that and it does make a difference and keep your hands warmer. Overall, good poem I enjoyed the rhyme and humour of it, it kept the poem light and enjoyable for readers but next time incorporate more of the senses into your poem.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
5 Senses poem
Waves crash, snow crunches
Noses sniffle after deep, heavy breathing
Your ears are filled with the slight murmur of people talking
A geese squawks in the distance as you slowly open your eyes
Your eyes water and blink in the new sunlight
You walk in between the bare trees in the sparkling snow
You take a deep breath and see the smoke come out of your mouth just as a rabbit runs by
Out on the frozen lake the icebergs bobble in the water like ice cubes in a glass
And tilt your head up to the sun to fend off the piercing cold that bites around you
You start moving on the spot and realize a wet feeling in your boots and a whiff of that wet, damp smell
You take one last breathe and taste the winter fresh air
Its quiet; at last
anapestic dimeter- exploration theme
Hi everyone, this is one of my new poems that follows the Canadian exploration theme the best I could. It follows the anapestic dimeter form with the rhyme scheme AABB (rhyming couplets.) The lines in between just helped me out when I was writing the poem to follow the anapes meter.
Mister chris colombus
Owned a spec ial compass
Helped him choose where to sail
Did not think he would fail
Said goobye to england
With a wave of his hand
Took a year to be free
And to find a country
Monday, January 19, 2009
Define Multiculturalism
For english homework this week we were asked to choose one of the seven different poetic forms and write one of our own in the same form. I liked and chose the viator form and decided to link my poem with one of the three main topics were learning this unit: multiculturalism
Define multiculturalism
What is it?
Some say peace, love and harmony
Is it acceptance?
How about being open minded to different cultures
Define multiculturalism
Is it celebrating different races and cultures?
Some say respecting different ethnicities, attitudes and opinions
What about everyone being equal
Living happily in the same society
Define multiculturalism
Does it exist or is it just an idea?
Is it the joining of different racial group?
Together equally as one
I believe it’s the inclusion, acceptance and peace between all racial groups
Define multiculturalism
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Canadian Poem


Ps. It's quite cheesy and rhymes
Beavers and loons
Are seen throughout june
Maple syrup coming off the trees
Blend in with the harsh winter breeze
CN Tower and Niagara Falls
Oh wait its hockey hour!
Hockey is the national game
But the Leafs put Toronto to shame
Maple, Birch and Oak
Are Home to Native folks
What place am i?
Eh?