FROM THE CHRYSALIS.

FROM THE CHRYSALIS.

My cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I'm feeling for the air;
A dim capacity for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.

A power of butterfly must be
The aptitude to fly,
Meadows of majesty concedes
And easy sweeps of sky.

So I must baffle at the hint
And cipher at the sign,
And make much blunder, if at last
I take the clew divine

Persona Poem

This is a good house

Sometimes I drag my arse
across the hard flat carpet,
digging in as I get up speed.

The tree stump outside the back door
has rough bark that I scratch on
with a long, slow scrape of my claws.

The yard has a patch of concrete
where I take the sun,
and grass and gravel for rolling.

I loll on my back, I bend,
I turn and writhe and slide,
then jack-knife onto my stomach.

At night I curl in the cushions
of one of the empty chairs,
still warm from those big bodies.

Mornings I find my own place
at the end of their bed –
after the greeting and ear scratching.

In winter I stretch right out
alongside a small grey wall
which emanates beautiful heat.

In summer I lie on my back
near the tall white source of breeze
and my legs flop loose in the air.

In the house before this
the back yard belonged to a dog.
The front was hot and narrow.

The woman there shut me outside.
I crouched behind a bush,
cringing from passing cars.

Here they open the doors
when I want to come in and out.
They comb my fur, they talk to me.
This is a good house

Stein's writing is like a Cubist Painting

A Dog Stalking A Squirrel In Harvard Yard-- The Conceit

DOUG HOLDER
A Dog Stalking A Squirrel In Harvard Yard

How much academic distance is there?
We are riveted
as much as the dog.
Cunningly watching the innocent mastication of his prey
the lethal, studied steps
inching closer to the object of his blood lust.

We make it a point
to loudly tell each other
how we want this little, furry, gray
creature to escape
the trap of his jaws...

But don't we protest a bit too much?

Write a poem to Auden's face

Eliot/Poe Quiz

Compare Poe's "The Raven" and Eliot's "....Prufrock."


Do you think their outlook on life is similar? If so use images or symbols from both poems to explain. 2 examples from each poem.

If you don't think they are similar--use exceprts from their poems... (2 examples from each poem) to support your contention.