Poetic Devices

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Poetry Introduction & Poetic Devices

By Mary Qualey

Airline High School

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Poetic License

“The freedom given to poets to ignore standard rules of grammar or proper diction in order to create a desired artistic effect.”

Glencoe Literature Book

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Poetry Redefined

Literary expression that emphasizes the line, not the sentence, as the unit of composition. Traditional characteristics: • emotional, imaginative language • use of metaphor, similie, & other figures of speech • divided into stanzas • use of rhyme and regular patterns of meter

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Types of Poetry

• Lyrical poetry •Narrative poetry • Imagist Poetry • “Confessional poetry” • Ballad • Elegy • Haiku

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Ballad

A form of verse to be sung or recited. F. B. Gum describes the ballad as "a poem meant for singing, quite impersonal in material, probably connected in its origins with the communal dance."

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Me & Bobby McGee

by Janis Joplin

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train And I’s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, It rode us all the way to New Orleans. I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues. Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby’s hand in mine, We sang every song that driver knew. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free. And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, You know feeling good was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

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From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun, Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done, Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold. One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away, He’s looking for that home and I hope he finds it, But I’d trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holding Bobby’s body next to mine. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing, that’s all that Bobby left me, yeah, But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.