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What feelings does this poem invoke?

What change do you think the author is hoping to impact?

Alliteration: How can alliteration be used as a tool in poetry?

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Paper People Text and Bio of Harry Baker

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Paper People Text and Bio of Harry Baker

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Harry was the Poetry World Slam Champion in 2021 and was the youngest to ever win this award.

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I like people.

I'd like some paper people.

They'd be purple paper people.

Maybe pop-up purple paper people.

Proper pop-up purple paper people.

"How do you prop up pop-up purple paper people?"

I hear you cry. Well I ...

I'd probably prop up proper pop-up purple paper people

With a proper pop-up purple people paperclip,

But I'd pre-prepare appropriate adhesives as alternatives,

A cheeky pack of Blu Tack just in case the paper slipped.

Because I could build a pop-up metropolis.

But I wouldn't wanna deal with all the paper people politics.

Paper politicians with their paper-thin policies,

Broken promises without appropriate apologies.

There'd be a little paper me. And a little paper you.

And we could watch paper TV and it would all be pay-per-view.

We'd see the poppy paper rappers rap about their paper package

Or watch paper people carriers get stuck in paper traffic on the A4.

Paper.

There'd be a paper princess Kate but we'd all stare at paper Pippa,

And then we'd all live in fear of killer Jack the Paper-Ripper,

Because the paper propaganda propagates the people's prejudices,

Papers printing pictures of the photogenic terrorists.

A little paper me. And a little paper you.

And in a pop-up population people's problems pop up too.

There'd be a pompous paper parliament who remained out of

touch,

And who ignored the people's protests about all the paper cuts,

Then the peaceful paper protests would get blown to paper pieces,

By the confetti cannons manned by pre-emptive police.

And yes there'd still be paper money, so there'd still be paper

greed,

And the paper piggy bankers pocketing more than they need,

Purchasing the potpourri to pepper their paper properties,

Others live in poverty and ain't acknowledged properly.

A proper poor economy where so many are proper poor,

But while their needs are ignored the money goes to big wars.

Origami armies unfold plans for paper planes

And we remain imprisoned in our own paper chains,

But the greater shame is that it always seems to stay the same,

What changes is who's in power choosing how to lay the blame,

They're naming names, forgetting these are names of people,

Because in the end it all comes down to people.

I like people.

'Cause even when the situation's dire,

It is only ever people who are able to inspire,

And on paper, it's hard to see how we all cope.

But in the bottom of Pandora's box there's still hope,

And I still hope 'cause I believe in people.

People like my grandparents.

Who every single day since I was born, have taken time out of their

morning to pray for me.

That's 7892 days straight of someone checking I'm okay, and that's amazing.

People like my aunt who puts on plays with prisoners.

People who are capable of genuine forgiveness.

People like the persecuted Palestinians.

People who go out of their way to make your life better, and expect nothing in return.

You see, people have potential to be powerful.

Just because the people in power tend to pretend to be victims

We don't need to succumb to that system.

And a paper population is no different.

There's a little paper me. And a little paper you.

And in a pop-up population people's problems pop up too,

But even if the whole world fell apart then we'd still make it

through.

Because we're people.

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I like people. I'd like some paper people. They'd be purple paper people. Maybe pop-up purple paper people. Proper pop-up purple paper people. "How do you prop up pop-up purple paper people?" I hear you cry. Well I ...

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Harry Baker: A love poem for lonely prime numbers

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Remember! Alliteration is about sound, not about looks. In English, we have many letters that share sounds or have multiple sounds. Don't just look for words that start with the same letter. Look for words that start with the same sound. This resource shows many of the letters that share.

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Alliteration is a poetic technique in which the initial consonant sounds of words are repeated in close succession. To put it more simply: alliteration is when the beginning sounds of words repeat. It is important to note that alliteration is about the sounds of words, not the letters; therefore, the letter "k" and "c" can be used alliteratively (as in kitchen and cookie), as well as the letter "s" and "c" (as in sparkle and cycle). Also, the words do not need to be directly next to each other in the sentence or stanza to be considered alliterative (although they often are). There is no agreed upon rule governing the distance that alliterative words must share in order for these words to be considered alliteration, but a good guideline to follow is that if you can not detect the repetition of the sounds upon reading the text aloud, then it is unlikely that others would consider the use to be alliterative.

Repeating the same first consonant sounds in a series of words

Here is a list of 101 examples of alliteration in alphabetical order:

Examples of Alliteration Using the "B" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "Ch" Sound

12. The rich man was so cheap that it was chilling.

Examples of Alliteration Using the "D" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "F" and "Ph" Sounds

Examples of Alliteration Using the "G" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "L" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "M" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "V" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "W" Sound

Examples of Alliteration Using the "Z" and "X" Sound

100. The xanthous xenophobes were overzealous.

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101 Alliteration Examples | Ereading Worksheets

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Are you looking for quality examples of alliteration? This page has 101 alliteration examples. Check it out now! You won't be disappointed.

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What Change do you think the author is hoping to impact?

Have you ever thought like one of the log holders? What would change your mind? Do you think that if one of them had decided to put their log on, others would have fallowed suit?

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While this isn't the story of how it was written, it is a beautiful example of how poetry can change the world.

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Review of “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm | My Brand New LifeMy Brand New Life

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"The Cold Within" by James Patrick Kinney: Poem. Purpose. Progress.

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If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run... The imagery is incredibly profound. In his poem "If", Rudyard Kipling eloquently declares it one of the hallmarks of manhood, and we understand the analogy. RK cleverly left the details to us.

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Interview with James Patrick Kinney's Son

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Interview with James Patrick Kinney's Son

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Things were not all smooth sailing after the poem was shared... read about the consequences the Kinney family faced after standing up for racial equality.

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Review of “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm | My Brand New LifeMy Brand New Life

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My Interview with the Son of Poet James Patrick Kinney

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What do you think the purposes of this act are? While one may not consider this story poetry, in a sense, it is using poetic form to make a point.

What point is John Brandon making?

What made you think?

What made you laugh and why?

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Because of taking time out of the day to watch the eclipse, we weren't able to cover this lesson in full with everyone. Here is a recording of the key idea.

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Interpretation of Patrick Henry's "Give Me Liberty, or Give Me Death"

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Interpretation of Patrick Henry's "Give Me Liberty, or Give Me Death"

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What do you think of Josh Craddock's interpretation of this speech? What qualities of voice does he use? How does he use gestures or point of view to help us understand the message?

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Today we discussed all the poem types that are in our packet for the month. We made an acrostic poem on the board together. The assignment can be found on Kami, Otus, Google Classroom and at the top of this Padlet.

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Haiku's can be really powerful. Enjoy!

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HAIKU: Zen Poems to Leave you Breathless

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Listen to Austin Kleon's argument and decide what you think about originality. Where is the line between stealing and standing on the shoulders of those who came before you?

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Steal Like An Artist: Austin Kleon at TEDxKC

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Here you can find some of Austin Kleon's poems as well as his tips for creating your own.

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I think poetry created by starting from someone else's writing is not legitimate poetry. It cannot have the same standing of something that someone wrote from scratch. 

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Since all ideas get sparked by something (ie. seeing a beautiful sunset, loss of a pet, idea from a book or movie), then getting ideas for poetry from looking at words in a random newspaper or story is just another way to spark ideas. It isn't plagiarism. 

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A copy of this assignment is on your Google Classroom.

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Use this to quickly access Love That Dog.

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This poem by William Carlos Williams is different than any of the poems we’ve seen before. What questions does it evoke? Why do you think it captivated anyone’s attention at all? What do you think inspired this poem? We will talk about it in our next class together.

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The way the words are formatted might help you analyze this poem.

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The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams | Poetry Foundation

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Here is one person’s take on this poem. Do you agree? Disagree? Did it change your mind about the poem? Why?

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Go watch this video:

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Keep an open mind when reading this book. You are reading Jack’s journal. This is only one side of the conversation. You won’t know what happened in class that made Jack write what he did, but you can imagine. It will be helpful for you to read the poems I post each day so you’ll know what Jack is talking about. Today we’re going to start by reading up to the October10th entry.

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You’ll find the assignment here. If the link doesn’t work, just go on GoogleClassroom.

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After reading and thinking, select which best fits in your mind.

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What is Jack’s initial attitude towards poetry?

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Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost

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Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost

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Today’s poem might make you feel things if you let it.

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Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost | VIDEO POEM

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I come home,
feet about to bleed
from angry stomping.
"Boy!" says Mom.
"Quit making all that racket."
But what does she expect
when, day after day,
haters sling words at me
like jagged stones
designed to split my skin?
I retreat to my room,
collapse on the bed,
count, "One. Two....

By Nikki Grimes

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening | Poetry Out Loud

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Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods...

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Today we’re going to read October 24 up to November 22.

Like you did yesterday, choose a way you’d like to reflect on this work. Let me know what you did by emailing me.

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Today we’re going to read the entries for October10th and 17th.

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How would you like to respond to today’s lesson? Would you like to draw, paint, journal, discuss, make a video….?

Email me a copy or photo of what you do.

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What kind of rhythms do you hear? What imagery is painted? What words are your favorites?

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The Tyger – William Blake (Powerful Life Poetry)

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Today we’re going to read November 29 up to December 13. Now, try to search online and find the small poems that Jack is talking about. Email me links to what you discover.

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Today we’re going to read up to the end of January. Now, try to search online and find the poem from Robert Frost that Jack is talking about. Share any poems you find interesting along the way with the rest of the class. Email me your thoughts. Or post in Google Classroom.

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Reading is like air…

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Today we’re going to read up to the end of April today. Let’s start working on our Mother’s Day poems today. Maybe Jack’s letter will inspire you.

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Today we’re going to read up to the end of June.

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Today we’re going to read up to the end of February.

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Explore this site from the Getty Museum to see some incredible pieces of concrete poetry.

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Extensive archive of sound poetry including work by Hugo Ball, Augusto de Campos, Haroldo de Campos, Henri Chopin, Ernst Jandl, Kurt Schwitters, and Emmett Williams. A tribute to Mary Ellen Solt and her books Flowers in Concrete (1966) and Concrete Poetry-A World View (1968)

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Extensive archive of sound poetry including work by Hugo Ball, Augusto de Campos, Haroldo de Campos, Henri Chopin, Ernst Jandl, Kurt Schwitters, and Emmett Williams. A tribute to Mary Ellen Solt and her books Flowers in Concrete (1966) and Concrete Poetry-A World View (1968)

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Make your own piece of concrete poetry. This is in addition to the two poems you complete from the packet this week.