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Poetry Assignment (Tone/Mood)20 points
Corny
It sounds clichéd
But at times like this,
I miss my Dad.
I mean,
I don’t remember him –
he died of cancer when I was three.
Pictures
are all that’s left.
My favorite one is
us sitting on a beach, eating ice cream.
Our knees are knobby the same way,
we’re both grinning like hyenas,
he’s pointing at the camera.
I haven’t had a Dad in twelve years,
Most of the time,
that’s okay.
But today,
right now,
I’d like a hug
From him.
What is the tone of this poem? Use text based details to support your answer.
What is the mood of this poem? Use text based details to support your answer.
Speak Up
-by Janet S. Wong
You are Korean aren’t you?
Yes.
Why don’t you speak
Korean?
Just don’t, I guess.
Say something Korean.
I don’t speak it.
I can’t.
C’mon. Say something funny.
Halmoni. Grandmother.
Haraboji. Grandfather.
Imo. Aunt.
Say some other stuff.
Sounds funny.
Sounds strange.
Hey, let’s listen to you
for a change.
Listen to me?
Say some foreign words.
But I’m American,
can’t you see?
Your family came from
somewhere else.
Sometime.
But I was born here.
So was I.
Character Analysis in Speak Up
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What tone does Speaker 1 take on? Use text based evidence to support your answer.
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A Poison Tree
-by William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears:
And I sunned in the smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.I was angry with my friend;
What is the tone of this poem? Use text based details to support your answer.
What is the mood of this poem? Use text based details to support your answer.
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night.
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole,
When the night had veild the pole;
In the morning glad I see;
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
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