Tuesday, March 16, 2010
The Cask of Amontillado
Adding onto the part, there is themes in the story and it's revenge in a way Fortunato had been against with offenses and insult to Montresor.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
the Lady or the Tiger
I think the major literacy device that was used was conflicts throughout the story, and there are 3 major event that I think it relates to as a conflict within main 2characters, and 1st conflict was that when King's Daughter and the Comner was found in front of her father. Second is when the princess knew all about what will be behind from each door, and sent signal with her eyes to him that which door he should choose to open. And for the last, when he was in situation of either being eaten by tiger or be married to other woman again. And from all these conflicts, you can understand how the literacy devices can reveal the story out more.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Ghazal
By Jin Lee
I wanted to see you only for once,
Why don't you meet me for only for once,
How long haven't we seen each other a while,
Can I meet you to talk only for once,
I'm thirst of your appearance, voice, smell, hands,
Days spent, can we meet up only for once,
I can only think of your smiling face,
Your sweet mouth, please kiss me only for once,
I miss you more than anything for me,
Just want your tight warm hug only for once.
Monday, February 8, 2010
My ODE
The world today depends on one little coin,
with a paper, light as tissue and it's everything of all
it partials the people into groups of have and have nots.
This coins and papers can do anything for us,
but the thing it brings to family and friends of ours is only the minus.
Anyone who see piles of papers lying on the table,
it will turn them into evil.
However, there is two things which cannot be price,
ourselves, love and listen for God's advice.
Because at the ultimate day, it matters how much you gave,
not how much you saved and have.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Blank verse poem
Arimies marching towards the frontline by,
Covered in worst anxiety of the war,
Hoping for survival and return home,
Standing next to trenches to hide out guns
As if they were playing hide and seek with,
Boom, Boom, Boom, shells arriving on their sides
Only thing that goes through their minds will be,
Killing one more of their enemies before
Dying from the enemies' bullets going through their hearts
Crashing the hopes to see his family once again.
Free verse poem
Burining lights shining the crust,
of desert, green land upon them
Glowing the earth with its last chance
of the day, to give a little bit of energy
The orangy sky quickly shifts to darkness,
seem as though no man's land
still feeling the touch of the warmness
from the sun past like seconds ago,
Wating for sun to rise for another day as usual,
that will be on top of everyone shine us all.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Villnalle
Do not go crazy with the dance
by Jin Lee
Do not go crazy with the dance,
Teenagers bump out and get near to place
Shake, shake with the others close to enterance,
Everyone below light should glance
At the front of the gate tickets outrace
Do not go crazy with dance,
Someone, gets into my focus and advance
Coming closer front of my bootlace
Shake, shake with others close to enterance,
Anyone, needs partner in romance
Sprint and meet my face
Do not go crazy with the dance,
Only one, would take the chance
But keep the turn with my pace
From the first club I ever stance
Make the best move as in your trance
So you can do the best of ace
Do not go crazy with the dance.
Shake, shake with others close to entrance.
Do not go gentle into that good night | |
by Dylan Thomas | |
Old age should burn and rave at close of day B
Rage, rage against the dying of the light A
Though wise men at their end know dark is right A
Because their words had forked no lightning they B
Do not go gentle into that good night A
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright A
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay B
Rage, rage against the dying of the light A
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight A
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way B
Do not go gentle into that good night A
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight A
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay B
Rage, rage against the dying of the light A
And you, my father, there on the sad height A
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray B
Do not go gentle into that good night A
Rage, rage against the dying of the light A
