>Woman. Wo-man!
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| Hoby, Grade 12, with archaic computer speakers |
I was teaching the Grade 8s about poetry techniques in free verse – where the lines don’t rhyme and there’s no regular rhythm. It includes things like alliteration, use of rhetorical questions, changing regular word order, repetition, all capitals, punctuation, etc. etc.
The textbook had used an example of a young girl who was called wicked by her parents (yes, I know, weird). At the end of the theory some of the students asked if I could show them the different techniques in a complete poem. I stuck with “wicked”, but I’m no regular English teacher…
… Vaguely inspired by a poem by the Mike Myers character in “So I married an axe murderer”, this is what came out. The rhythm and meter is all over the place, but that is, after all, what emotions are like – up, down and all around… The Grade 8s pretty much just stared at me blankly when I was done. The Grade 12s, the next class to arrive, got it.
Something tells me I may have unresolved issues?
WICKED. girl
She loved me
not.
She hurt me lots.
Why was she so
Un-feel-ing?
Why did she stomp
on my soul?
But break, break, break
oh hardened heart of mine
or never shall I let love in
again …
Until. Of course. Another comes along.
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| The Grade 8s |
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