{"id":164,"date":"2020-03-24T04:47:06","date_gmt":"2020-03-24T04:47:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/chapter\/lesson-16-more-about-poetry\/"},"modified":"2022-08-19T16:13:14","modified_gmt":"2022-08-19T16:13:14","slug":"lesson-16-more-about-poetry","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/chapter\/lesson-16-more-about-poetry\/","title":{"raw":"Lesson 16: More about Poetry","rendered":"Lesson 16: More about Poetry"},"content":{"raw":"<strong>Other Kinds of Poems<\/strong>\n\n<strong>Ekphrastic Poetry<\/strong>\n\nEkphrastic poetry is a poem that describes a piece of artwork: a painting, a sculpture, a photograph, etc. The writer, inspired by the artwork, creates a poem usually starting with a description of the artwork. For example, Edwin Markham wrote\" The Man with the Hoe\" after seeing Millet's painting.\n\n[caption id=\"attachment_773\" align=\"alignright\" width=\"300\"]<img class=\"wp-image-773 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com\/courses-images\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1715\/2017\/06\/19203904\/Millet_Jean-Fran%C3%A7ois_-_Man_with_a_Hoe_-_Google_Art_Project-300x243.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"243\"> The Man with the Hoe by Jean Francois Millet[\/caption]\n\n<strong>The Man with the Hoe\n<\/strong><strong>Author<\/strong>: Edwin Markham\n\u00a91899\n\n<em>Written after seeing Millet's World-Famous Painting\nGod made man in His own image,<\/em>\n<em>in the image of God made He him.\u2014Genesis.<\/em>\n<div>\n<div class=\"poem\">\n\nBowed by the weight of centuries he leans\nUpon his hoe and gazes on the ground,\nThe emptiness of ages in his face,\nAnd on his back the burden of the world.\nWho made him dead to rapture and despair,\nA thing that grieves not and that never hopes,\nStolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?\nWho loosened and let down this brutal jaw?\nWhose was the hand that slanted back this brow?\nWhose breath blew out the light within this brain?\n\nIs this the Thing the Lord God made and gave\nTo have dominion over sea and land;\nTo trace the stars and search the heavens for power;\nTo feel the passion of Eternity?\nIs this the Dream He dreamed who shaped the suns\nAnd pillared the blue firmament with light?\nDown all the stretch of Hell to its last gulf\nThere is no shape more terrible than this\u2014\nMore tongued with censure of the world's blind greed\u2014\nMore filled with signs and portents for the soul\u2014\nMore fraught with menace to the universe.\n\nWhat gulfs between him and the seraphim!\nSlave of the wheel of labor, what to him\nAre Plato and the swing of Pleiades?\nWhat the long reaches of the peaks of song,\nThe rift of dawn, the reddening of the rose?\nThrough this dread shape the suffering ages look;\nTime's tragedy is in that aching stoop;\nThrough this dread shape humanity betrayed,\nPlundered, profaned and disinherited,\nCries protest to the Judges of the World,\nA protest that is also prophecy.\n\nO masters, lords, and rulers in all lands,\nIs this the handiwork you give to God,\nThis monstrous thing distorted and soul-quenched?\nHow will you ever straighten up this shape;\nTouch it again with immortality;\nGive back the upward looking and the light;\nRebuild in it the music and the dream;\nMake right the immemorial infamies,\nPerfidious wrongs, immedicable woes?\n\nO masters, lords, and rulers in all lands,\nHow will the Future reckon with this Man?\nHow answer his brute question in that hour\nWhen whirlwinds of rebellion shake the world?\nHow will it be with kingdoms and with kings\u2014\nWith those who shaped him to the thing he is\u2014--\nWhen this dumb Terror shall reply to God,\nAfter the silence of the centuries?\n\n<strong>Found Poems<\/strong>\n\nA found poem is written by taking words, phrases, sentences, titles, etc. from another piece of literature, a newspaper, a journal article, or a speech. If the piece was prose, line breaks and stanzas are created, and unnecessary words are deleted. For example, Hart Seely and Tom Peyer found a poem in the commentary of Phil Rizzuto, who spoke on the death of the Yankees catcher Thurman Munson.\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\"><strong>The Man in the Moon\n<\/strong><em>Found Poem by Hart Seely and Tom Peyer<\/em>\n<em>From the Commentary of Phil Rizzuto on Thurman Munson's Death<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">The Yankees have had a traumatic four days.\nActually five days.\nThat terrible crash with Thurman Munson.\nTo go through all that agony,\nAnd then today,\nYou and I along with the rest of the team\nFlew to Canton for the services,\nAnd the family...\nVery upset.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">You know, it might,\nIt might sound a little corny.\nBut we have the most beautiful full moon tonight.\nAnd the crowd,\nEnjoying whatever is going on right now.\nThey say it might sound corny,\nBut to me it's like some kind of a,\nLike an omen.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">Both the moon and Thurman Munson,\nBoth ascending up into heaven.\nI just can't get it out of my mind.\nI just saw the full moon,\nAnd it just reminded me of Thurman Munson,\nAnd that's it.<\/p>\n<strong>List Poems<\/strong>\n\nThe list poem is exactly what it states. It's a list. Generally, the writer creates images by using lists of specific nouns that are interconnected to one another. For example, Robert Louis Stevenson wrote \"Picture Books in Winter.\" Notice the nouns listing what is in the book.\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\"><strong>Picture Books in Winter\n<\/strong><strong>Author<\/strong>: Robert Louis Stevenson\n\u00a91896<\/p>\n\n<div class=\"poem\" style=\"padding-left: 60px\">\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\"><span class=\"dropinitial\">Summer<\/span>&nbsp;fading, winter comes\u2014\nFrosty mornings, tingling thumbs,\nWindow robins, winter rooks,\nAnd the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">Water now is turned to stone\nNurse and I can walk upon;\nStill we find the flowing brooks\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">All the pretty things put by,\nWait upon the children's eye,\nSheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">We may see how all things are,\nSeas and cities, near and far,\nAnd the flying fairies' looks,\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">How am I to sing your praise,\nHappy chimney-corner days,\nSitting safe in nursery nooks,\nReading picture story-books?<\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>","rendered":"<p><strong>Other Kinds of Poems<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Ekphrastic Poetry<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Ekphrastic poetry is a poem that describes a piece of artwork: a painting, a sculpture, a photograph, etc. The writer, inspired by the artwork, creates a poem usually starting with a description of the artwork. For example, Edwin Markham wrote&#8221; The Man with the Hoe&#8221; after seeing Millet&#8217;s painting.<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_773\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-773\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-773 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com\/courses-images\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1715\/2017\/06\/19203904\/Millet_Jean-Fran%C3%A7ois_-_Man_with_a_Hoe_-_Google_Art_Project-300x243.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"243\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-773\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Man with the Hoe by Jean Francois Millet<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p><strong>The Man with the Hoe<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>Author<\/strong>: Edwin Markham<br \/>\n\u00a91899<\/p>\n<p><em>Written after seeing Millet&#8217;s World-Famous Painting<br \/>\nGod made man in His own image,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>in the image of God made He him.\u2014Genesis.<\/em><\/p>\n<div>\n<div class=\"poem\">\n<p>Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans<br \/>\nUpon his hoe and gazes on the ground,<br \/>\nThe emptiness of ages in his face,<br \/>\nAnd on his back the burden of the world.<br \/>\nWho made him dead to rapture and despair,<br \/>\nA thing that grieves not and that never hopes,<br \/>\nStolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?<br \/>\nWho loosened and let down this brutal jaw?<br \/>\nWhose was the hand that slanted back this brow?<br \/>\nWhose breath blew out the light within this brain?<\/p>\n<p>Is this the Thing the Lord God made and gave<br \/>\nTo have dominion over sea and land;<br \/>\nTo trace the stars and search the heavens for power;<br \/>\nTo feel the passion of Eternity?<br \/>\nIs this the Dream He dreamed who shaped the suns<br \/>\nAnd pillared the blue firmament with light?<br \/>\nDown all the stretch of Hell to its last gulf<br \/>\nThere is no shape more terrible than this\u2014<br \/>\nMore tongued with censure of the world&#8217;s blind greed\u2014<br \/>\nMore filled with signs and portents for the soul\u2014<br \/>\nMore fraught with menace to the universe.<\/p>\n<p>What gulfs between him and the seraphim!<br \/>\nSlave of the wheel of labor, what to him<br \/>\nAre Plato and the swing of Pleiades?<br \/>\nWhat the long reaches of the peaks of song,<br \/>\nThe rift of dawn, the reddening of the rose?<br \/>\nThrough this dread shape the suffering ages look;<br \/>\nTime&#8217;s tragedy is in that aching stoop;<br \/>\nThrough this dread shape humanity betrayed,<br \/>\nPlundered, profaned and disinherited,<br \/>\nCries protest to the Judges of the World,<br \/>\nA protest that is also prophecy.<\/p>\n<p>O masters, lords, and rulers in all lands,<br \/>\nIs this the handiwork you give to God,<br \/>\nThis monstrous thing distorted and soul-quenched?<br \/>\nHow will you ever straighten up this shape;<br \/>\nTouch it again with immortality;<br \/>\nGive back the upward looking and the light;<br \/>\nRebuild in it the music and the dream;<br \/>\nMake right the immemorial infamies,<br \/>\nPerfidious wrongs, immedicable woes?<\/p>\n<p>O masters, lords, and rulers in all lands,<br \/>\nHow will the Future reckon with this Man?<br \/>\nHow answer his brute question in that hour<br \/>\nWhen whirlwinds of rebellion shake the world?<br \/>\nHow will it be with kingdoms and with kings\u2014<br \/>\nWith those who shaped him to the thing he is\u2014&#8211;<br \/>\nWhen this dumb Terror shall reply to God,<br \/>\nAfter the silence of the centuries?<\/p>\n<p><strong>Found Poems<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>A found poem is written by taking words, phrases, sentences, titles, etc. from another piece of literature, a newspaper, a journal article, or a speech. If the piece was prose, line breaks and stanzas are created, and unnecessary words are deleted. For example, Hart Seely and Tom Peyer found a poem in the commentary of Phil Rizzuto, who spoke on the death of the Yankees catcher Thurman Munson.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\"><strong>The Man in the Moon<br \/>\n<\/strong><em>Found Poem by Hart Seely and Tom Peyer<\/em><br \/>\n<em>From the Commentary of Phil Rizzuto on Thurman Munson&#8217;s Death<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">The Yankees have had a traumatic four days.<br \/>\nActually five days.<br \/>\nThat terrible crash with Thurman Munson.<br \/>\nTo go through all that agony,<br \/>\nAnd then today,<br \/>\nYou and I along with the rest of the team<br \/>\nFlew to Canton for the services,<br \/>\nAnd the family&#8230;<br \/>\nVery upset.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">You know, it might,<br \/>\nIt might sound a little corny.<br \/>\nBut we have the most beautiful full moon tonight.<br \/>\nAnd the crowd,<br \/>\nEnjoying whatever is going on right now.<br \/>\nThey say it might sound corny,<br \/>\nBut to me it&#8217;s like some kind of a,<br \/>\nLike an omen.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\">Both the moon and Thurman Munson,<br \/>\nBoth ascending up into heaven.<br \/>\nI just can&#8217;t get it out of my mind.<br \/>\nI just saw the full moon,<br \/>\nAnd it just reminded me of Thurman Munson,<br \/>\nAnd that&#8217;s it.<\/p>\n<p><strong>List Poems<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The list poem is exactly what it states. It&#8217;s a list. Generally, the writer creates images by using lists of specific nouns that are interconnected to one another. For example, Robert Louis Stevenson wrote &#8220;Picture Books in Winter.&#8221; Notice the nouns listing what is in the book.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 120px\"><strong>Picture Books in Winter<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>Author<\/strong>: Robert Louis Stevenson<br \/>\n\u00a91896<\/p>\n<div class=\"poem\" style=\"padding-left: 60px\">\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\"><span class=\"dropinitial\">Summer<\/span>&nbsp;fading, winter comes\u2014<br \/>\nFrosty mornings, tingling thumbs,<br \/>\nWindow robins, winter rooks,<br \/>\nAnd the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">Water now is turned to stone<br \/>\nNurse and I can walk upon;<br \/>\nStill we find the flowing brooks<br \/>\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">All the pretty things put by,<br \/>\nWait upon the children&#8217;s eye,<br \/>\nSheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,<br \/>\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">We may see how all things are,<br \/>\nSeas and cities, near and far,<br \/>\nAnd the flying fairies&#8217; looks,<br \/>\nIn the picture story-books.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 60px\">How am I to sing your praise,<br \/>\nHappy chimney-corner days,<br \/>\nSitting safe in nursery nooks,<br \/>\nReading picture story-books?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":32,"menu_order":39,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":[],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[],"contributor":[],"license":[],"class_list":["post-164","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"part":85,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/164","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/32"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/164\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":165,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/164\/revisions\/165"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/85"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/164\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=164"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=164"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=164"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.ccconline.org\/accintrotocreativewriting\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=164"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}