Students read the following poem by Ono No Yoshiki:
My love
Is like the grasses
Hidden in the deep mountains.
Though its abundance increases,
There is none that knows.
Poems generated by this model include the following:
My Love by Tonya Silver
My love
Is like a quiet stream
Forever flowing over stones and twigs.
Though many see its surface sparkle,
No one knows its torrential depths.
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Sunday, April 20, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
For Tito
Students read the following excerpt from For Tito by Sandra Maria Esteves:
For Tito
you, macho machete,
are all the fine conga rhythms
played in the street, in parties, in spring
all the beautiful vibes of la playa sextet
washing up against the palms in the hairs of my back
turning my blood into salsa
and filling me up inside to swell
with who I am
you, macho paciencia,
are the star of my aqua sea
Poems generated from this model include the following:
For Tony by Maribel Juanrez
you, sexy man,
are the strings of my guitar
playing the chords of my heart
echoing my body in tune
strumming my soul with song
For Andy by Li Chui
you, clear crystal,
are the primrose stars
in the shadowy grass
you, eternal light,
are the surge
of deep music
For Danny by Melanie Myers
you, my masterpiece,
are all the fine art
charcoaled on the canvas
of my consciousness
are all the prize paintings
framed forever
hanging in the gallery
of my heart
For Tito
you, macho machete,
are all the fine conga rhythms
played in the street, in parties, in spring
all the beautiful vibes of la playa sextet
washing up against the palms in the hairs of my back
turning my blood into salsa
and filling me up inside to swell
with who I am
you, macho paciencia,
are the star of my aqua sea
Poems generated from this model include the following:
For Tony by Maribel Juanrez
you, sexy man,
are the strings of my guitar
playing the chords of my heart
echoing my body in tune
strumming my soul with song
For Andy by Li Chui
you, clear crystal,
are the primrose stars
in the shadowy grass
you, eternal light,
are the surge
of deep music
For Danny by Melanie Myers
you, my masterpiece,
are all the fine art
charcoaled on the canvas
of my consciousness
are all the prize paintings
framed forever
hanging in the gallery
of my heart
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Your Hair
Students read the following poem by Eve Merriam:
Your Hair
Your hair
is a web
of Japanese silk
for me to
weave my fingers through
After discussing Merriam's use of metaphor, students write their own poem using Merriam's as a model. Poems generated from this model include:
Your Eyes by Robert Morel
Your eyes
are jade jewels
from the Orient
into which I gaze
for silent secrets.
Your Lips by Mary Lightbourn
Your lips
are sugar
of Jamaican cane
for me to slowly
nibble my way through.
Your Hair
Your hair
is a web
of Japanese silk
for me to
weave my fingers through
After discussing Merriam's use of metaphor, students write their own poem using Merriam's as a model. Poems generated from this model include:
Your Eyes by Robert Morel
Your eyes
are jade jewels
from the Orient
into which I gaze
for silent secrets.
Your Lips by Mary Lightbourn
Your lips
are sugar
of Jamaican cane
for me to slowly
nibble my way through.
Friday, April 11, 2008
When You're Away
The following poem by Eve Merriam serves as a model:
When you're away
I'm a single shoe
pockets without a coat
a hat
and no head to up it on.
Among the student poems this model generated are:
When You're Away by Bruce Hall
a marching band without a beat
a violin
with no strings
___________________
When You're Away by Simone T.Reyes
a night without a moon
a prayer
without a God
When you're away
I'm a single shoe
pockets without a coat
a hat
and no head to up it on.
Among the student poems this model generated are:
When You're Away by Bruce Hall
When you're away
I'm a faceless clocka marching band without a beat
a violin
with no strings
___________________
When You're Away by Simone T.Reyes
When you're away
I'm an ocean without wavesa night without a moon
a prayer
without a God
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