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      <title>Poetry Padlet by Tallaih Thompson</title>
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      <description>What is poetry to me?</description>
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      <pubDate>2016-11-08 15:14:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Introduction:</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>What is <strong><em>Poetry</em></strong>? Is it a fine pen gracefully leaking out its troubles onto a neutral piece of paper? Is it like a childhood book, where every line must rhyme in order to comprehend? Or, is it like a persons dying will, frantically attempting to put everything onto paper before their thoughts abruptly cease to exist. Coincidentally, all of the statements above are considered poetry. Poetry is a way that many people around the world express themselves. From adolescent younger years to the wise owl older years, many people still frequently use several forms of poetry in their everyday life.&nbsp; Amy Lowell explains, “We should read poetry because only in that way can we know man in all his moods – in the most beautiful thoughts of his heart, in his farthest reaches of imagination, in the tenderness of his love, in the nakedness and awe of his soul confronted with the terror and wonder of the universe.”&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-08 15:29:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;My Papa&#39;s Waltz&quot; by Theodore Roethke (1908-1963)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In "My Papa's Waltz", Theodore helps the reader grasp the concept of how it feels to dance with their loving alcohol influenced father at a young age. Falling under the category of a<em> satiric poem</em>, the author attempts to convey a message though comedy. Using playful rhymes and heart stopping verbs, Theodore Roethke clings the reader onto the poem, guiding them through every step, bump and bruise. This poem relates to Lowells idea because it grasps upon your imagination. Roethke wanted the reader to comprehend the feeling the boy felt as he danced with his father, clinging onto his his shirt, never wanting to let go. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-14 23:34:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Funeral Blues&quot; by W.H. Auden (1907-1973)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Funeral Blues" is a very depressing poem. Quite literally. it describes how it feels to lay a loved one to rest. Closing your eyes, you can feel the muffling drums vibrating against your heart, vibrating down the streets in your imagination while the people mourn and sob with content. Auden perfectly tampers with your imagination while still attempting to convey his out-most feelings of laying a loved one to rest. Without even realizing it, the feeling of mourn and heartbreak that we all encounter is layed so vivdly on the paper in front of our gaze, while conforting us at the same time.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-14 23:51:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Simile&quot; by N. Scott Momaday(b.1934)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Simile" is a form of speech that compares two very different objects and shows how they are abruptly the same. In the poem "Simile" by N. Scott, it describes a troubled couple, drifting apart from each other, to deer standing watchful, hooves firmly onto the ground, watching for danger, ready to flee at any given moment. By analyzing this poem, you feel the hardship that the couple is enduring. You relate to them, knowing the feeling of being as a deer, watchful to heartache, sensitive to your surroundings and ready to take flight and walk away at any given moment. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 00:00:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The Whipping&quot; by Robert Hayden (1913-1980)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The Whipping" is a poem about an old women, having to whip her child once again for something he as done wrong repeatedly. It heavily describes how exhausting it is for the women, mentally and physically. It attempts to help the reader relate, by saying," Words could bring, the face that I no longer knew or loved. . . Well, it is over now, it is over, and the boy sobs in his room,. . ." In this exert alone, the reader feels the pain of not only the woman, but the boy. By using your imagination, you, as the reader, fully understood the heightened emotion put upon not only the woman in the poem, but the author as well.  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 00:14:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Theme for English B&quot; by Langston Hughes</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Powerfully, Langston Hughes guides the reader through how it feels to be an African American, born in Winston-Salem, attending college above a hill in Harlem. He vividly writes a paper for his Caucasian English instructor, explaining how though they look different, the are quite similar in many different ways. And even though they are similar, he would never want to be like his instructor, because he is unique and happy in his own skin. In this poem, the writer quite literally poured out all his thoughts upon his paper, revealing the nakedness of his soul to all of his readers, not just his instructor. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 00:24:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Beat! Beat! Drums!&quot; by Walt Whitman (1819-1892)</title>
         <author>tallaih_thompson</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Walt Whitman did an amazing job in this poem. Because this poem is one of his greatest works, it was later made into a musical feature, sang across the world in different languages by many different individuals, called DoNa Nobis Pacem ( Let There Be Peace). This poem vivdly describes the troubles and agony of war, attemping to help the shielded eyes of the people realize how hard it is and how they should never look away. " Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing? Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the judge? Then rattle quicker, heavier drums--- you bugles wilder blow."&nbsp;Through the form of frequent piercing, the author makes the readers feel the troubles of war, keeping in their imagination that all of the daily duties that they calmly encounter can be sharply taken away from them, if drafted to the war.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 00:39:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;A Martian Sends A Postcard Home&quot; by Craig Raine (b. 1944)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In this poem, the author describes what its like to be a martian, looking down upon the people of earth and their unusual ways. The everyday functions and feelings are described, but in the martians point of view. In this poem, you are forced to analyze and broaden your imagination in order to comprehend what the author is trying to portray.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 00:55:50 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;We Wear the Mask&quot; by Paul Laurence Dunbar</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In our everyday lives, we all are forced to wear a mask in which hides the feelings and troubles we go through in our every day lives. Paul Laurence , in depth, describes how we as humans wear this mask to hide everything we feel, more than we should. He says, " We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries- To thee from tortured souls arise.  We sing, but oh the clay is vile- Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear the mask!" By reading this poem, it helped us understand the moods of man through the many masks we wear. If we were to just remove those masks and express our true feelings, things would be much easier, life would be bearable. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:03:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Death is Nothing At All&quot; by HenryScott-Holland </title>
         <author>tallaih_thompson</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This famous poem by Henry Scott-Holland is a very famous poem commonly read at funerals to help individuals let go of the grieving stage and find warmth and peace. Within this poem, the author helps the reader realize how even though a loved one as passed over, they have not yet left your side. Within the first lines, it powerfully states, "Death is nothing at all. It does not count. <br>I have only slipped away into the next room. <br>Nothing has happened." This relates to Lowell's statement because through tenderness and love, this poem comforts the soul through grieving and hardship.<br><br><br>Source: <a href="http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/death-is-nothing-at-all-by-henry-scott-holland">http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/death-is-nothing-at-all-by-henry-scott-holland</a><em><br></em><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:13:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;I Cry&quot; by Susan Christensen</title>
         <author>tallaih_thompson</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I Cry" is a deep poem that literally takes your heart and swaddles it in the palm of its hand, caressing it though the sorrows of heartache and missing the one that you love most. In this poem, Susan describes how it feels to miss someone you love that is so far away from you. She expresses the feeling of the wind blowing in her hair, and the ducks passing her by, but nothing in life matters to her because she isn't with the person she cares about most. This poem expresses Lowell's theory because it quite literally pours the authors soul upon the paper. It relates to everyone and anyone simply because we all know how it feels to miss the person we love, so dearly.  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:28:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Les Miserables</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Les Miserables" is a musical set in the 19th century later created onto a screen-play musical in 2012. The song, "Do You Hear The People Sing" is a song that expresses the feeling of the people in the French Revolution, fighting for equality and the freedom that they believe is rightfully theirs.&nbsp;" Now join in the fight, that gives us the right to be free" is a verse in the song that greatly emphasizes the deep feelings that they are feeling in that point in time. This demonstrates Lowell's idea because it expresses man in his/her many moods and the most beautiful thoughts in their hearts.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:35:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:48:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>My Heightened Emotion</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>For me, an experience that heightened my emotion was when Obama became president of the United States of America. When this moment of history surfaced, it paved the way for other individuals to achieve what they wanted to achieve. It knocked down the barriers that were in the way due to race, beliefs and so much more.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 01:51:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Favorite Poem</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Within the unit, my favorite poem was "Funeral Blues". While reading this poem, I easily related to how it truly feels to lay someone you love so much to rest. It grasped my attention and pulled me into the poem as if i was really there experiencing it all.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-15 02:00:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Parody</title>
         <author>22westjustyn</author>
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         <pubDate>2018-04-11 17:54:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Free verse</title>
         <author>22westjustyn</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When you leave to go on a walk<br>Make sure your doors are locked<br>Or someone named goldilocks&nbsp;<br>Will toucha&nbsp;your spaghette&nbsp;<br><br><br>From the somebody toucha&nbsp; my spaghett foundation.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-04-12 17:26:13 UTC</pubDate>
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