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When we refer to a writer by one name instead of their full name, we use the last, not first, name.
For the best blog in the class. Throughout the semester I enjoyed reading the chosen poems as well as the in depth analysis. The format was clean, consistent and easy to read, and there were always comments to get others insight. I liked that his titles were more thoughtful than just the title of the poem. Thanks for all the great posts and good luck to everyone! November 17, 2008. Poets to Come by Walt Whitman.
I thought we were suppost to link this to something on the blackboard but nobody else has. so here is my choice for best blog. She had interesting and well thought out analysises. They used a good variety of works and poets. Nothing bugged me more than people who used more than 2 poems from the same poet. Still I rise, A poem about self confidence.
When you hero falls - Tupac Shakur. Hey, ooh ah ooh oh oh. When your hero falls from grace. All your fairy tales are uncovered. Myths exposed and pain magnified. You said to never to give up and it hurts to see you welcome defeat. When your hero falls so do the stars. When your hero falls so do the stars.
For the best blog in the class. Throughout the semester I enjoyed reading the chosen poems as well as the in depth analysis. The format was clean, consistent and easy to read, and there were always comments to get others insight. I liked that his titles were more thoughtful than just the title of the poem. Thanks for all the great posts and good luck to everyone! November 17, 2008. Poets to Come by Walt Whitman.
Wednesday, Nov 19 2008. Is the best blog of class because it has everything that we were supposed to have and more. This was one of a few blogs that actually had that right amount of blogs that we were supposed have. There is also plenty of dialogue about the poems that Nightwrighter uses.
December 1, 2008 in Uncategorized. I wrote these in highschool. Enjoy! As the droplets softly coat. The window the universe rings. I am waiting to answer. The silhouette of your mouth. With the thought of change. Beneath this soiled ground,.