Genre Presentation:  Poetry
 
 


Overview
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Poetry can serve as an invitation to celebrate language, enhancing and enriching our appreciation for the power of words to capture the essence of things. It is also a wonderful conveyer of emotions -- extending and intensifying everyday experiences. As such, poetry can delight our funny bones, touch our hearts, titillate our senses, and heighten our awareness. Poetry is also significant for the classroom, as it almost by its very nature invites responses from children.

Perhaps poetry is best defined in poetry:

What is poetry? Who knows?
Not the rose, but the scent of the rose;
Not the sky, but the light of the sky;
Not the fly, but the gleam of the fly;
Not the sea, but the sound of the sea;
Not myself, but what makes me
See, hear, and feel something that prose
Cannot; and what is it, who knows?
Eleanor Farjeon

Look at various anthologies and picture book poems (either one you brought in our one from my collection).

What is it that makes these books poetry rather than prose.  Look at a poem.




Brainstorm



attributes of poetry













 

types of poetry













 

What's Up?
or 
Why do young kids love poetry but by the fifth grade turn and run from a poem?











 

Using the same poems get into small groups


Elements of Poetry


Rhythm    Rhyme     Alliteration      Assonance     Onomatopoeia
Repetition      Imagery      Figurative     Language
Visual Attributes/Shape      Emotional Force
 

Rhythm --
"It doesn't always have to rhyme
But there's the repeat of a beat somewhere" Eve Merriam
 
"Love that Boy" Walter Dean Myers
Rhyme and Sound --
Rhyme "Lone Dog" Irene Mcleod
Alliteration "Galoshes" Rhoda Bacmeister

Assonance "Song of the Pop-Bottlers" Morris Bishop

Onomatopoeia "Our Washing Machine" Patricia Hubbell

Repetition "Pickety Fence" David McCord
 

What functions do rhyme and sound serve in these poems?  For the author, the reader/listener, the teacher?


Imagery -- "Peach" Rose Rauter
 
 

Figurative Language -- "the drum" Nikki Giovanni

    Simile, metaphor, comparison Louder Than a Clap of Thunder (Writing with the Writers)
 
 

Shape (concrete poetry) -- "Chocolate Dreams" Arnold Adoff
 
 

Emotional Force -- "Harlem" Langston Hughes
 
 



Thursday

 Illustrator Studies

 

4. Types of Poetry:

  • Narrative (tells a story -- "The Owl and the Pussy Cat"); In Mother's Shadow by Janet Wong
  • Lyric (captures a movement or a feeling);
  • Limericks;
  • Haiku (lyric unrhymed poem, three lines, syllable count of five seven five);
  • Free verse (unrhymed often abstract);
  • Concrete (written in the shape of an image conveyed);
  • Choral poetry (written for multiple voices)


 5. Poetry in the Classroom

Children's Poetry Preferences: humorous, light verse with rhyme and sounds, distinctive beats. Narrative and limericks are most popular.  Casey at the Bat ("Favorite Poem Project")

 

 

6. Look at poetry anthology. Form groups of 3; each group look at one poem/book.

Discuss a way of integrating this poem into the curriculum.  How might you use this poem in the classroom? 

For fast moving groups discuss the following

7.  Evaluating Poetry Anthologies for Children

from Huck, Hepler, Hickman, and Kiefer. Children's Literature in the Elementary Classroom

 

8. The orality of poetry

Charles Smith

 

9. Writing poetry
Personal poems:



Ten Kinds of Poems to Collect

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Love That Boy
Walter Dean Myers

Love that boy
like a rabbit love to run
I said I love that boy
like a rabbit loves to run
Love to call him in the morning
love to call him
"Hey there, son!"

 

 

He walk like his grandpa
grins like his uncle Ben
I said he walk like his grandpa
and grins like his uncle Ben
Grins when he happy

when he sad he grins again
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The pickety fence
David McCord
 
The pickety fence
The pickety fence
Give is a lick it's
The pickety fence
Give it a lick it's
A clickety fence
Give it a lick it's
A lickety fence
Give it a lick
Give it a lick
Give it a lick
With a rickety stick
Pickety
pickety
Pickety
Pick
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Lone Dog
Irene McLeod

 

 

I'm a lean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog and lone,

I'm a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own!

I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep;

I love to sit and bay at the moon and keep fat souls from sleep.
 
 


Galoshes
Rhonda Bacmeister
 

Susie's galoshes
Make splishes and sploshes
And slooshes and sloshes
As Susie steps slowly along in the slush.
 
They stamp and they tramp
On the ice and the concrete
They get stuck in the muck and the mud:
But Susie likes much best to hear
 
The slippery slush
As it slooshes and sloshes,
And splishes and sploshes
All around her galoshes!

Song of the Pop-Bottlers
Morris Bishop
 
Pop bottles, pop-bottles
in pop shops;
The pop-bottles Pop bottles
Poor Pop drops
 
When Pop drops pop-bottles
Pop-bottles plop!
Pop-bottle-tops topple!
Pop mops slop!
 
Stop! Pop'll drop bottle!
Stop, Pop stop!
When Pop bottles pop-bottles,
Pop-bottles pop!
 

Our Washing Machine
Patricia Hubbell

 

 

Our washing machine went wishity whirr

Whisity whisity whisity whirr

One day at noon it went whisity click

Whisity whisity whisity click

Click grr click grr click

Call the repairman

Fix it... Quick!


Peach
Rose Rauter
Touch it to your check and it's soft

as a velvet newborn mouse

who has to strive

to be alive.

Bite in, Runny

honey

blooms on your tongue --

as if you've bitten open

a whole hive.

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The drum

Nikki Giovanni
 
 

daddy says the world is

a drum tight and hard

and i told him

i'm gonna beat

out my own rhythm

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Harlem
Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over --
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
Like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
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Poems and movement
Small group activity. Each group is given one of the following poems and creates an dramatic presentation of the poem.
 
Hello and good-bye
 
Hello and good-bye
Hello and good-bye
When I'm in a swing
Swinging low and then high,
Good-bye to the ground
Hello to the sky
 
Hello to the rain
Good-bye to the sun,
Then hello again sun
When the rain is all done.
 
In blows the winter,
Away the birds fly.
Good-bye and hello
Hello and good-bye.
 
Mary Ann Hoberman
 

Wind Song
 
When the wind blows
the quiet things speak.
Some whisper, some clang,
Some creak.
 
Grasses swish.
Treetops sigh.
Flags slap
and snap at the sky.
Wires on poles
whistle and hum.
Ashcans roll.
Windows drum.
 
When the wind goes--
suddenly
then, the quiet things
are quiet again.
 
Lian Moore

Hiccup Cure
 
Hic...
Hic...
Hic...
Hic...
Want to cure your hiccups quick?
Stick out your tongue and bite your lip.
Hold your breath and shake one hip.
Pull back your left foot and kick up.
Now, you see, we've cured your hiccup.
Nothing much to it -- don't you feel swell?
Hic...
Oh well...
 
Shel Silverstein

Questions
 
What did you do?
Where did you go?
Why weren't you back
An hour ago?
 
How come your shirt's
Ripped on the sleeve?
Why are you wet?
When did you leave?
 
What scratched your face?
When did you eat?
Where are your socks?
Look at your feet!
 
How did you get
Paint in your hair?
Where have you been?
Don't kick that chair!
 
Say something now.
I'll give you to ten.
 
"See if I ever
Come home again."
 
Marci Ridlon

Eight Balloons
Eight balloons no one was buyin'
All broke loose one afternoon.
Eight balloons with strings a-flyin'
Free to do what they wanted to.
One flew up to touch the sun -- POP!
One thought highways might be fun -- POP!
One took a nap in a cactus pile -- POP!
One stayed to play with a careless child -- POP!
One tried to taste some bacon fryin' -- POP!
One fell in love with a porcupine -- POP!
One looked close in a crocodile's mouth -- POP!
One sat around til his air ran out -- Whoosh!
Eight balloons no one was buyin' --
They broke loose and away they flew,
Free to float and free to fly
And free to pop where they wanted to.
Shel Silverstein

Rope Rhyme
Get set, ready now, jump right in
Bounce and kich and giggle and spin
Listen to the rope when it hits the ground
Listen to that clappedy-slappedy sound
Jump right up when it tells you to Come back down, whenever you do
Count to a hundred, count by ten
Start to count all over again
That's what jumping is all about
Get set, ready now,
jump
right
out!

 

 

Eloise Greenfield

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