5. Gaal o s u n g eAen E x c e r p t )
C r
bA ( l s
The battering restlessness of the sea
Insists a tidal fury upon the beach
At gabu and its pure consistency
Havocs the wasteland hard within its reach.
SOUND
6. onom
A device in which the sound of
a word imitates the sound of
the object to which it refers
atop
oeia
7. thereu m m i nso many tictoc (An Excerpt)
e.e. c
are g s
there are so many tictoc
clocks everywhere telling people
what toctic time it is for
tictic instance five toc minutes toc
past six tic
SOUND
8. Then Lochness Monster Song
Edwi Morgan
Sssnnnwhuffffll?
Hnwhuffl hhnnwfl hnfl hfl?
Gdroblboblhobngbl gbl gl g g g g glbgl.
Drublhaflablhaflubhafgabhaflhafl fl fl -
gm grawwwww grf grawf awfgm graw gm.
Hovoplodok - doplodovok - plovodokot - doplodokosh?
Splgraw fok fok splgrafhatchgabrlgabrl fok splfok!
Zgra kra gka fok!
Grof grawff gahf?
Gombl mbl bl -
blm plm,
blm plm,
blm plm,
blp. SOUND
10. siA figure of speech in which
two things, alike in some way,
are imaginatively compared.
mi
le
11. I aLikeNFor dYou to be Still (An Excerpt)
P blo eru a
I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth.
As all things are filled with my soul
you emerge from the things, filled with my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream,
and you are like the word Melancholy.
Simile
12. Me A figure of speech that
imaginatively identifies one
thing with another.
ta
phor
13. Variations on the Word Sleep
(An Excerpt)
Mar garet Atwood
I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.
metaphor
14. PErso
A figure of speech in which
something is given human
form, character or traits.
nifica
tion
15. On Death, without Exaggeration
(An Excerpt)
Wislawa Szymor ska
It can't take a joke,
find a star, make a bridge.
It knows nothing about weaving, mining, farming,
building ships, or baking cakes.
In our planning for tomorrow,
it has the final word,
which is always beside the point.
personification
16. On Death, without Exaggeration
(An Excerpt)
Wislawa Szymor ska
It can't even get the things done
that are part of its trade:
dig a grave,
make a coffin,
clean up after itself.
Preoccupied with killing,
it does the job awkwardly,
without system or skill.
personification
As though each of us were its first kill.
17. imaThe elements in a literary
work used to evoke mental
images, not only of the visual
gesense, but of sensation and
emotion as well.
ry
18. The Red Wheelbarrow
William Carlos Williams
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens.
imagery
19. Whose face do I behold mirrored
Yva tan Laggi
Whose face do I behold mirrored
upon the warm water I am about to drink?
I dare not drink that the vision I may prolong!
If I die, bury me not
at the cross of San Felix: bury me
under your fingernails, that I may
be eaten along with every food you eat; that I
may
be drunk along with every cup
imagery
of water you drink.
21. dict
The style of speaking and
writing as reflected in the
choice and use of words.
ion
22. Tonight I Can Write (An Excerpt)
Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, "The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance."
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
diction
23. Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words
(An Excerpt)
Mark Angeles
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayong gabi.
Mag-scribble-skribulan halimbawa: "Ang gabi ay pilantod
at nangangalantutay, bugbog-sarado, ang mga bituin sa malayo."
Paroo't parito ang hangin at ngumangawang parang baka.
Kaya kong magbitiw ng bitter words ngayon gabi.
Labs ko sya, at minsan daw labs nya rin ako.
diction
25. Forms of Love (An Excerpt)
Kim Addonizio
I love you more than I've ever loved anyone, except for this one
guy.
I love you when you're not getting drunk and stupid.
I love how you get me.
I love your pain, it's so competitive.
I love how emotionally unavailable you are.
I love you like I'm a strange backyard and you're running from the
cops, looking for a place to stash your gun.
I love your hair.
I love you but I'm just not that into you.
I love you secretly.
tone
27. Seaside Improvisation
(An Excerpt)
R i c h a r d S i ke n
I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don’t
want them, so I take them back
and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists. The yard is dark,
the tomatoes are next to the whitewashed wall,
the book on the table is about Spain,
the windows are painted shut.
mood
