Saturday, March 13, 2010
week 10 free #2
I was looking at some videos for our upcoming project and these are two videos of poetry that caught my attention. These videos are taken from def poetry Jam. This form of poetry is where Hip Hop stems from. Now hip hop has turned into rapping. The difference being, rap artist dont talk about anything in depth. Hip Hop is slowly dying. Anyway I hope you enjoy the video.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
week 10 critical #1
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Week 9 critical #3
Half eaten piece bubble gum
Fat peace a of lent...
10 dollar bill my dad gave me for the store
two rusted pennies
ticket stubs from the movies
A rolled up piece of snot tissue
lip gloss that has no more luster
and a old note from and ex boyfriend
on the wrong side of the bed
turned the shower water too hot
and scalded my head
mom yelled at me
dad ignored me
my puppy bit me
big brother hit me
could not find the lotion
nor the shampoo
wish I could go back to bed
...........and snooze.
to pick up some bread
when I arrived
I got rolls instead
strolled through the veggies
and picked up fruits
got custard pudding
and brunswick stew
hit the dairy and
went for the eggs
then felt a pain in my legs
the load was heavy
and boy, was I sluggy
do you know why?
did not get a buggy.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
week #9 free #2
Friday, March 5, 2010
Week #9 critical 1
- This was my found poem that I wrote in class.
8:21am
?
first
how did the paegent go?
8:22am
Rita
great! I won!
I wish you can have been there !
8:22am
i knew you would!!
sweet
congrats!!
i wish i could have too
8:22am
Rita
thanks!
8:22am
maybe when u win next year too i'll be there
lol
so what is this project?
8:23am
Rita
No.... i can only do it once
and Idk... I gotta keep the ball rolling now uuh
I guess i need to go ahead and write a movie
8:27am
yup
i'll help
u just gotta take the first step
8:28am
Rita
what that
So from this I wrote a poem called c=Conversation with God. The encouragement my friend gave me in this chat sounded like something God would say to me. I just changed some sentences around to fit better.
Conversation with God
So you won! I just wanted to say congrats sweetie!
Thanks! I wish you could have see me.
Now you know I didn't miss it. And when you win next year I'll be there too.
No.... I can only do it once.
Says who, don't you know I will make a winner over many things.
Well I guess I have to keep the ball rolling now huh?
Yup, so what is your next project,
Idk, I guess ill write the rest of my life story
Ill help you just have to take the next step.
And what is that....?
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Week #8 critical #3
Nikki-Rosa
Childhood rememberances are
always a drag if you're Black
you always remember things like
living in Woodlawn with no inside toilet
and if you become famous or something
They never talk about how happy
you were to have your mother
all to yourself and how good the
water felt when you got your bath
from one of those
Big tubs that folk in chicago barbeque
in and somehow when you talk
about home
it never gets across how much you
understood their feelings as the
whole family attended meetings
About Hollydale and even though you
remember your biographers never
understand your father's pain as he
sells his stock and another
dream goes
And though your're poor it isn't
poverty that concerns you and
though they fought a lot
it isn't your father's drinking that
makes any difference but only that
Everybody is together and you
and your sister have happy birthdays
and very good Christmasses and I
really hope no white person ever has
cause to write about me
because they never understand
Black love is Black wealth and they'll
probably talk about my hard childhood
and never understand that
all the while I was quite happy
Saturday, February 27, 2010
week 8 #2 critical
The joy of writing a Sestina!
I just wanted to spend time talking about the joy of writing a sestina...(not). These are difficult to do because it requires us to incorporate six endings of the same words into a poem. But you have to do so in a way where the poem still makes sense and appeals to the reader. Talking to my other classmates I learned that sestinas are not our favorite types of poem to write. Yes listening to the poems we had in class, I feel that we did a better job at writing it than we had thought. I have a lot of respect for the people that have mastered this form. It's not easy. Poets like Elizabeth Bishop, can write this poem in way where you forget about the reputation. Like Professor Park's say in class, don't let the form of the poem take control of what you want to say. Her sentences don't feel forced. They fit in the right place. This was my problem. In the beginning it was easy to have powerful sentences. But towards the end it became more difficult to not force the sentences. My words were Queen, quotes, fruits, friends, earth, and tiger. Fruits and quotes were the hardest to work with. Queen was easy though. So many things can work with queen. My favorite line in the poem was "A real queen is 'and I quote'" I felt I that used quote in a clever way because it was an actually quote. As far as me writing another sestina.... If i don't have to I probably won't. A sestina is one of those things that you can cross off your bucket list and and be grateful that you tried it.