Well my English teacher Mrs. Corona assigned our whole class a poetry project and we got into groups of three each member was responsible for their own work and I was responsible for the PowerPoint. So hope you like it!
13. The willow is like an etching, The willow is like a nymph with
Fine-lined against the sky. streaming hair;
The ginkgo is like a crude sketch , Wherever it grows, there is green and
Hardly worthy to be signed. gold and fair.
The willow’s music is like a soprano, The willow dips into the water,
Delicate and thin. Protected and precious, like the king’s
favorite daughter.
The ginkgo’s line is like a chorus,
With everyone joining in.
The ginkgo forces its way through gray
concrete;
The willow is sleek as a velvet-nosed Like a city child, it grows up in the
calf; street.
The ginkgo is leathery as an old bull. Thrust against the/metal sky,
The willow’s branches are like silken Somehow it survives and even thrives.
thread;
My eyes feast upon the willow,
The ginkgo’s like stubby rough wool.
But my heart goes to the ginkgo.
14. Imagery: Willow & ginkgo being compared.
Setting: Nature
Symbol: Willow as perfection & ginkgo as simple.
Mood: Calm, relaxed, contemplative.
Repetition: None
Speaker: Loves gingko’s and is a simple person.
Stanzas: Four.
Lines: Twenty – two.
Allusion: Nymph
Theme: Beauty isn’t always everything. Simplicity
sometimes matters.
15. Etching: An impression, as on paper, taken from
an imprinted plate.
Soprano: Highest of four standard singing voices.
Nymph: Mythological spirit of nature.
Thin & In, Bull & Wool, Hair & Fair, Water &
Daughter, Concrete & Street.
16. The willow is like an etching, Fine-lined against the sky.
The gingko is like a crude sketch, hardly worthy to be
signed.
The willow’s music is like a soprano, Delicate and thin. The
ginkgo’s line is like a chorus with everyone joining in.
The willow is sleek as a velvet – nosed calf; The gingko is
leathery as an old bull.
The willows branches are like silken thread; The ginkgo's
like stubby rough wool.
The willow is like a nymph with streaming hair.
Protected and precious, like the king’s favorite daughter.
Like a city child, it grows up in the street.
17. The willow is like an etching.
The willow’s music is like a soprano.
The willow is like a nymph streaming with
hair.
The ginkgo forces its way through the gray
concrete.
My eyes feast upon the willow.