Ghazal of the Better-Unbegun by Heather McHugh A book is a suicide postponed. --Cioran Too volatile, am I? too voluble? too much a word-person? I blame the soup: I'm a primordially stirred person. Two pronouns and a vehicle was Icarus with wings. The apparatus of his selves made an ab- surd person. The sound I make is sympathy's: sad dogs are tied afar. But howling I become an ever more un- heard person. This poem is continued on the next slide.
I need a hundred more of you to make a likelihood. The mirror's not convincing-- that at-best in- ferred person. As time's revealing gets revolting, I start looking out. Look in and what you see is one unholy blurred person. The only cure for birth one doesn't love to contemplate. Better to be an unsung song, an unoc- curred person. McHugh, you'll be the death of me -- each self and second studied! Addressing you like this, I'm halfway to the third person.
Here I have modeled what you are to do in 7.3.1
I am now going to model what you need to do for 7.3.1
My chosen couplet is below:
“ Two pronouns and a vehicle was Icarus with wings. The apparatus of his selves made an ab- surd person.”
The reason that I chose this couplet goes back to my childhood. I had a book with the story of Icarus. It has a picture as well. I was fascinated with the picture of the boy flying with his wings. And then he did not listen to his dad. He thought he was invincible. As a High School teacher for many years, I have seen some teenagers make this same mistake. We can all learn a great deal from Icarus. And as a parent I feel for Icarus’s dad wanting to save his son. I think it is interesting that she used this allusion in her poem.
Scroll Down to the word in Blue . There is a crayon and tablet symbol to the left of the work.
Click on this to take you to the Blog.
You will then click on add new entry to the right so that you can blog about your chosen couplet.
The Guitar – This is the poem that you will analyze in 7.3.2
The weeping of the guitar begins. The goblets of dawn are smashed. The weeping of the guitar begins. Useless to silence it. Impossible to silence it. It weeps monotonously as water weeps as the wind weeps
over snowfields. Impossible to silence it. It weeps for distant things. Hot southern sands yearning for white camellias. Weeps arrow without target evening without morning and the first dead bird on the branch. Oh, guitar! Heart mortally wounded by five swords.
You will analyze the poem,“The Guitar,” that you just read on the two previous slides. The next several slides will explain the categories that you will use to describe the poem.
6. Your Opinion
The 1 st area for analyzing the poem - Background -
Background – of the author helps us to understand what is going on in the poem. I have added some background information here.
The lyric poem “The Guitar” is written by Federico Garcia Lorca after WWI. His culture was going through difficult times. So the guitar crying is suggesting that he is crying for the difficult times. . However if we think a bit deeper the guitar is a symbol of Garcia's nation Spain (which is also his heart)and the way it was being wounded by the events that led to the Spanish Civil War and his own death at the hands of the Nationalists.
This poet wrote most of his works in a time after World War I – a time period that was alive with culture in his homeland of rural Andalusia, Spain. Although Lorca did not intend for his poems to be considered political, Nationalist groups found his writing to be offensive. As a result of this, he was assassinated at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War
Title – the 2 nd category for analyzing the poem
Title - Before reading the poem, think about the title and think about the possible meanings of the poem related to the title.
So what comes to your mind as you think about the words, “The Guitar” just as you think about the words.
Your Opinion – What do you think about the poem? Do you like it? Finally what is the main idea, what is the author trying to say about the topic of the poem. Remember to write this as a complete sentence.