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Literary Elements Video for English Teachers

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A video I made for English teachers showing examples of literary elements in music and movies. Definitions of the elements are presented before the video and the element is highlighted during its point in the video.

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"Incident" famous poem relevant to Freddie Gray, Baltimore Countee Cullen CLASSIC Harlem Renaissance

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Incident By Countee Cullen Once riding in old Baltimore, Heart-filled, head-filled with glee, I saw a Baltimorean Keep looking straight at me. Now I was eight and very small, And he was no whit bigger, And so I smiled, but he poked out His tongue, and called me, "Nigger."

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Victor Borge does his famous phonetic punctuation, that is, adds sound to periods, commas, dashes, etc. while reading a romantic story from a book.*** This clip is the property and copyright of its owners. Clip provided here for inspirational purposes only! ***

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Charlotte Perkins Gilman's short story, Animated by Jess Sealey. Music by Agnes Obel.

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University of Memphis English Department

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Presentation of the contrasting New and Old South as depicted in Bobbie Ann Mason's "Shiloh."

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Get the NEW illustrated storybook here! http://www.johnbranyan.com/store.html Ever wondered what "The Three Little Pigs" would sound like if it had been written with a more classic, robust command of the English language? John shows you in this very funny stand-up bit. Here's the electric cigarette John uses! http://www.johnbranyan.com/greensmoke/ Like John on Facebook!

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This is Seamus Heaney reading his poem, Mid Term Break, about his younger brothers death, when he was a pupil at college in Derry.

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Out-Out By Robert Frost  (Poetry Reading)

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The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could count Five mountain ranges one behing the other Under the sunset far into Vermont.

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"The  Wayfarer" poem by Stephen Crane (1871--1900)

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The wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, "I see that none has passed here "In a long time." Later he saw that each weed Was a singular knife. "Well," he mumbled at last, "Doubtless there are other roads."

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A.E. Housman "When I was one-and-twenty" Poem animation

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Heres a virtual movie of Alfred Edward Housman 26 March 1859 30 April 1936), usually known as AE Housman reading his much loved poem" "When I was one and Twenty" his ode to the innocence and Arrogance and follies of youth. Alfred Edward Housman (pronounced /ˈhaʊsmən/; 26 March 1859 -- 30 April 1936), usually known as A.

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POEM ~ William Wordsworth - Upon Westminster Bridge  -  poem

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"London" by William Blake (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

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The repetition of words gives this poem a peculiar strength. You can hear his disgust at the state of London. Churches were blackened by soot and smog, but the chimney sweepers were children, abused and short-lived. Prostitution was rife in London and continued long after Blake's death.

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Performed by local actress Paulette Herring. The latest installment of Pegasus Solano's First Person Singular dramatic reading series.

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Bob Dylan it's all over now baby blue (rare)

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Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been and Bob Dylan

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Joyce Carol Oates answers the frequently asked question about her most famous story: why did you dedicate "Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?" to Bob Dylan?

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Some of Mae West's funniest lines from her movies...She was marvellous,she wrote all of them herself. Thanks for watching!

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Amy Tan - Writing from Personal Experience

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Complete video at: http://fora.tv/2008/07/10/On_Writing_Amy_Tan_in_Conversation_with_Roger_Rosenblatt Bestselling author Amy Tan discusses the importance of drawing on personal experiences when creating fictional stories and characters, and explains how her own family experiences have influenced her writing. ----- Amy Tan speaks as a part of "Roger Rosenblatt and Friends: On Writing" during the 2008 Chautauqua Institution morning lecture series.

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Sonny's Blues - Inspired by James Baldwin's Short Story - Starring Saul Williams and Charles Parnell

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Inspired by James Baldwin's short story, Sonny's Blues is an exploration in mood. The film chronicles a pivotal point in the relationship of two brothers trying to cross the chasm of silence and misunderstanding that separates them.

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A short documentary/presentation of the black movement in Harlem, New York

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Robert Hayden reads Those Winter Sundays

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Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I'd wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.