concrete poetry
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Concrete Poetry. Just when you thought you couldn’t write poetry, a saving grace. Quick Example (more to come). So what is it?. A poem in which the typographical (vocab review!) arrangement of the words is as important to the meaning of the poem as the words themselves. - PowerPoint PPT PresentationTRANSCRIPT
Concrete Poetry
Just when you thought you couldn’t write poetry, a saving grace.
Quick Example (more to come)
So what is it?
• A poem in which the typographical (vocab review!) arrangement of the words is as important to the meaning of the poem as the words themselves.
• The words of the poem create a shape that expresses the meaning of the poem.
• Let’s look at some more examples!
Sometimes the words just describe or identify parts
What would this poem be about?
Exactly!!I
ama veryspecial
shape I havethree points and
three lines straight.Look through my words
and you will see, the shapethat I am meant to be. I'm just
not words caught in a tangle. Lookclose to see a small triangle. My angles
add to one hundred and eighty degrees, youlearn this at school with your abc's. Practice your
maths and you will see, some other fine examples of me.
What about this one?
Right!!
How could you draw this poem? I’ll give you a flower, motherI’ll give you a flower, dearFor life is but a gardenTo children of 5 years
I’ll give you a flower, motherI’ll give you a flower, dearFor to a bride, they’re lovelyMother, hold your tears
I’ll give you a flower, motherI’ll give you a flower, dearI’ll lay it in your sweet handsFor our time has disappeared
I’ll give you a flower, motherI’ll give you a flower, dearWhen I see you there at heavenWhen my time’s done here
Now listen as I read this poem and watch the video
• http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2vyRYmWynO4&feature=related
Now you try itThe fireworks have begun their show.So catch your breath and hold your ears.Drops of turquoise give the night a fresh showerAnd pretty-patterned purples paint a dark canvas.Sharp crimson spikes shoot like arrows.Glistening golds scatter glitterWhile blasts of blues burst into the blackness.Fuscia fragments fling themselves,Chasing after twinkling chartreuse puff-balls.Yellows sparkle, stretching their wiggly fingers outTo claw at the skies.The silence is split by cracks and pops.Confetti explosions roar and clatter,Shattering the night.
Now let’s take it to the next level
• You come up with the poem and the shape. • BE PREPARED TO SHARE!!