Monday, 29 June 2009

E-learning Day 2

The poet i chose is Philip Booth.Philip Boothe born in Hanover, Now Hampshire,on October 8,1925.He wrote several poems like Letter from a Distant Land (1957),The Islanders (1961),Weathers and Edges (1966),Margins (1970),Available Light (1976),Before Sleep (1980),Relations: Selected Poems 1950-1985 (1986),Selves (1990),Pairs (1994)
and Lifelines: Selected Poems, 1950-1999 (1999).
The reason why i like this poet is that his poems are not too hard to understand,compared to the other poets or writers.The three works that i like is the folloing.
The first of that three is : Saying It
Saying it. Trying
to say it. Not
to answer to

logic, but leaving
our very lives open
to how we have

to hear ourselves
say what we mean.
Not merely to

know, all told,
our far neighbors;
or here, beside

us now, the stranger
we sleep next to.
Not to get it said

and be done, but to
say the feeling, its
present shape, to

let words lend it
dimension: to name
the pain to confirm

how it may be borne:
through what in
ourselves we dream

to give voice to,
to find some word for
how we bear our lives.

Daily, as we are daily
wed, we say the world
is a wedding for which,

as we are constantly
finding, the ceremony
has not yet been found.

What wine? What bread?
What language sung?
We wake, at night, to

imagine, and again wake
at dawn to begin: to let
the intervals speak

for themselves, to
listen to how they
feel, to give pause

to what we're about:
to relate ourselves,
over and over; in

time beyond time
to speak some measure
of how we hear the music:

today if ever to
say the joy of trying
to say the joy.

I like this poem because of it's unique way of writing,the poem repeats important words and made them stood up infont of other words,making their meaning more clear and easy to understand.It als o had a wonderful meaning.

The second of the poem is :Nightsong
Beside you,
lying down at dark,
my waking fits your sleep.

Your turning
flares the slow-banked fire
between our mingled feet,

and there,
curved close and warm
against the nape of love,

held there,
who holds your dreaming
shape, I match my breathing

to your breath;
and sightless, keep my hand
on your heart's breast, keep

nightwatch
on your sleep to prove
there is no dark, nor death.

i like this poem is because of its length.The poet soldem write short poems,as you could see from the first of the three poems.The poem also uses a lot of nouns,which excite the reader.(or just me)

The last of the three poems is : How to See Deer



















































Forget roadside crossings. Go nowhere with guns. Go elsewhere your own way,  lonely and wanting. Or stay and be early: next to deep woods  inhabit old orchards. All clearings promise. Sunrise is good,  and fog before sun. Expect nothing always; find your luck slowly.  Wait out the windfall. Take your good time to learn to read ferns;  make like a turtle: downhill toward slow water. Instructed by heron,  drink the pure silence. Be compassed by wind. If you quiver like aspen  trust your quick nature: let your ear teach you which way to listen.  You've come to assume protective color; now colors reform to  new shapes in your eye. You've learned by now to wait without waiting;  as if it were dusk look into light falling: in deep relief  things even out. Be careless of nothing. See what you see.























































































































































































i like this poem because just sound good to me.it seems to be telling a story but not as naggy as the writers are.The narritive words are also wonderful

Sunday, 28 June 2009

EL online lesson1

Happiness by Raymond Carver
So early it's still almost dark out.
I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.

When I see the boy and his friend
walking up the road
to deliver the newspaper.

They wear caps and sweaters,
and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.
They are so happy
they aren't saying anything, these boys.

I think if they could, they would take
each other's arm.
It's early in the morning,
and they are doing this thing together.

They come on, slowly.
The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn't enter into this.

Happiness. It comes on
unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it.
hyperbole: these boys
personification:The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Metaphors:Happiness. It comes on
unexpectedly,And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it.

Smiles:None

Symbolis:Morning,the boys,sky and moon.They all means happiness in this poem.



The reason why i like this poem is because the writer uses the morning which is indeed a very happy time of the day as the sun had just rose and you have plenty of time to do your things.The Figurative words or phrase used is also very beautiful.Especially the last and the last second parts.The description was wonderful and nice.The storyline also tells a tale that always happens in my home town china.The story also have happiness from different people.Like the boy is happy because he will be getting money after deliver the newspaper,his friend happy to be with his friend and the writer happy because of the moring sky,sun and the setting moon.And the conclusion is perfect