1. Go over Katy Lederer material
2. Test Ch. 7
3. Write and print out second articles for paper. Update events and staff on website
Monday, November 24, 2008
Katy Lederer Poetry/Master Class 11/25
Poet’s Sampler: Katy Lederer
Introduced by Gillian Conoley
I remember the first time I read some Katy Lederer poems. They were immediately intriguing lyrical, Romantic, oracular, meditative, cool, ironic, and deeply honest all at once. I liked reading them. They asked interesting questions, like is this longing? and is the flanged brain more original? The poems cast a wide net over what one could think of as a kind of tonal range of the Romantic lyric melancholic, passionate, erotic, devoted. In a Katy Lederer poem, one will often hear these romantic tones cast in a cold, cold music, a gesture that sets everything in a sort of relief. And yet the poems escape mere irony. The speculative quality the poems have is one of utmost seriousness.
Both intelligence and beauty are present. The subject matter is usually love; one of the central concerns is recasting the language of love. And there is humorÛa great generosity of humor at play along the edges of the poem, never fully taking it over, but balanced precariously among the many qualities the poems manage and allow. These poems are a delight to read. It is my pleasure to introduce them to these pages.
Morning Song
You color all. Is this longing?
Or private. Is it private to speak
in the morning, the birdsong
like knives? We sit on this bench
while this wind swirls and billows.
This setting is love, yet we sit on
this bench, yet we listen to birdsong.
This color, your brain, which is bluer
than water. I touch it, your brain,
which is cooler than water. I wonder,
your brain, when it falters will it be
so cold? We buffet one another
with our bodies, with our slackened
hearts. I put myself in it, your body,
which aches. I put myself in it, your
brain, which is cooler than water.
Morning Song
In that other place,
in youth
a calm water
broke.
The culprits were
defacialized.
Intent on getting through
the waves,
I came upon a harbinger,
a black
rotted goat, floating
in water.
In this allegory, we are here,
and here
I saw in morning light a sex
glow red.
The gulls were pressed
across
the waves, across the blue
horizon.
Stretched taut like this drum,
gusted out
like this sail, focused
out like
this eye of a lizard. On the
beach,
the white, liminal edge of
the day,
edge of the sea-squall,
aubade.
Poem
Is the flanged brain more
original?
I wonder when I find a line, do I
pick it up?
There are jumps in the mind,
little ladders
we use to escape these small
fires.
But what if the fires are too big,
and like children,
we hide from ourselves? What if
we put down
our thoughts in perfect ladderings,
but nothing
climbs them but for dull ideas?
Morning Song
It is simply a matter of syntax.
ÏIÓ ÏloveÓ Ïyou.Ó It is simply a matter
of order. The simplest words work
the best for the complex emotions:
ÏLove.Ó ÏGone.Ó ÏLoss.Ó It is morning
and we lie here on this clean, white, pleated
double bed. We are waiting for the sunrise
to unmask us of our sleep. It is lyrical
to dream like this. We ones who climb
like primates up through sleep at night
to dream of light. I dream of you. Black suitor,
gone, like sleep. Like vapid, nothing dreams.
At night these objects take on cast of shadow,
yet we sleep. At night we feel this nothing-new,
this tongue-loll, this exigent sinew, and
I think we must deceive ourselves.
The Epithet Epic
1.
Their thoughts are entirely immersed in resolution.
He resolves to consecrate it with a tree.
He opens his eyes and he finds a place fitting to planting.
It is early in the morning. When he comes he is ethical.
He will remember it. He will give it the epithet epic and leave it.
Where is he?
In the country there are two of them.
Standing immersed in the shadow of love.
Of his motives, he says they are pure.
Of the heavy silence, she thinks it is part of the trueness of their love.
In the winter his motives are altered by a storm.
The two of them purchase a knife.
The blade of it is long and thin.
He commands her to speak in direct discourse.
He indicates that he wants her to express her thoughts concisely and with precision.
He finds this romantic.
They are in the country and her bodice has been cut with the knife.
Part of it hangs off her shoulder. In the distance she hears the sound of a gunshot.
Their speech no longer serves them adequately.
2.
He walks toward her, feels her breast.
He places his lips on hers. Pulls her down. Puts his hand far up her skirt and she sighs for him.
Their skin is taut, bumpy.
He is no longer in a predicament.
She tilts her head back and moans. She lilts her voice slightly and asks him if he loves her.
He does love her. He feels a very true love for her.
He is then quite unable to continue. He is breathing too heavily and doesnÌt want to be speaking anymore.
She is also breathing heavily.
They come. They are happy.
Poem
I think of your face and of its deepest bewilderment.
It makes me sad as if the morning
were a tower or pair
of themÛhaunted and pure,
degenerate, elevated, strange of view
in solitude.
Katy Lederer edits the magazine Explosive and a series of limited-edition chapbooks under the imprint Spectacular Books. Her first book for poems, Winter Sex, was recently published by Verse Press. Gillian Conoley’s most recent book of poetry is Lovers in the Used World. She is founder and editor of the magazine Volt.
Introduced by Gillian Conoley
I remember the first time I read some Katy Lederer poems. They were immediately intriguing lyrical, Romantic, oracular, meditative, cool, ironic, and deeply honest all at once. I liked reading them. They asked interesting questions, like is this longing? and is the flanged brain more original? The poems cast a wide net over what one could think of as a kind of tonal range of the Romantic lyric melancholic, passionate, erotic, devoted. In a Katy Lederer poem, one will often hear these romantic tones cast in a cold, cold music, a gesture that sets everything in a sort of relief. And yet the poems escape mere irony. The speculative quality the poems have is one of utmost seriousness.
Both intelligence and beauty are present. The subject matter is usually love; one of the central concerns is recasting the language of love. And there is humorÛa great generosity of humor at play along the edges of the poem, never fully taking it over, but balanced precariously among the many qualities the poems manage and allow. These poems are a delight to read. It is my pleasure to introduce them to these pages.
Morning Song
You color all. Is this longing?
Or private. Is it private to speak
in the morning, the birdsong
like knives? We sit on this bench
while this wind swirls and billows.
This setting is love, yet we sit on
this bench, yet we listen to birdsong.
This color, your brain, which is bluer
than water. I touch it, your brain,
which is cooler than water. I wonder,
your brain, when it falters will it be
so cold? We buffet one another
with our bodies, with our slackened
hearts. I put myself in it, your body,
which aches. I put myself in it, your
brain, which is cooler than water.
Morning Song
In that other place,
in youth
a calm water
broke.
The culprits were
defacialized.
Intent on getting through
the waves,
I came upon a harbinger,
a black
rotted goat, floating
in water.
In this allegory, we are here,
and here
I saw in morning light a sex
glow red.
The gulls were pressed
across
the waves, across the blue
horizon.
Stretched taut like this drum,
gusted out
like this sail, focused
out like
this eye of a lizard. On the
beach,
the white, liminal edge of
the day,
edge of the sea-squall,
aubade.
Poem
Is the flanged brain more
original?
I wonder when I find a line, do I
pick it up?
There are jumps in the mind,
little ladders
we use to escape these small
fires.
But what if the fires are too big,
and like children,
we hide from ourselves? What if
we put down
our thoughts in perfect ladderings,
but nothing
climbs them but for dull ideas?
Morning Song
It is simply a matter of syntax.
ÏIÓ ÏloveÓ Ïyou.Ó It is simply a matter
of order. The simplest words work
the best for the complex emotions:
ÏLove.Ó ÏGone.Ó ÏLoss.Ó It is morning
and we lie here on this clean, white, pleated
double bed. We are waiting for the sunrise
to unmask us of our sleep. It is lyrical
to dream like this. We ones who climb
like primates up through sleep at night
to dream of light. I dream of you. Black suitor,
gone, like sleep. Like vapid, nothing dreams.
At night these objects take on cast of shadow,
yet we sleep. At night we feel this nothing-new,
this tongue-loll, this exigent sinew, and
I think we must deceive ourselves.
The Epithet Epic
1.
Their thoughts are entirely immersed in resolution.
He resolves to consecrate it with a tree.
He opens his eyes and he finds a place fitting to planting.
It is early in the morning. When he comes he is ethical.
He will remember it. He will give it the epithet epic and leave it.
Where is he?
In the country there are two of them.
Standing immersed in the shadow of love.
Of his motives, he says they are pure.
Of the heavy silence, she thinks it is part of the trueness of their love.
In the winter his motives are altered by a storm.
The two of them purchase a knife.
The blade of it is long and thin.
He commands her to speak in direct discourse.
He indicates that he wants her to express her thoughts concisely and with precision.
He finds this romantic.
They are in the country and her bodice has been cut with the knife.
Part of it hangs off her shoulder. In the distance she hears the sound of a gunshot.
Their speech no longer serves them adequately.
2.
He walks toward her, feels her breast.
He places his lips on hers. Pulls her down. Puts his hand far up her skirt and she sighs for him.
Their skin is taut, bumpy.
He is no longer in a predicament.
She tilts her head back and moans. She lilts her voice slightly and asks him if he loves her.
He does love her. He feels a very true love for her.
He is then quite unable to continue. He is breathing too heavily and doesnÌt want to be speaking anymore.
She is also breathing heavily.
They come. They are happy.
Poem
I think of your face and of its deepest bewilderment.
It makes me sad as if the morning
were a tower or pair
of themÛhaunted and pure,
degenerate, elevated, strange of view
in solitude.
Katy Lederer edits the magazine Explosive and a series of limited-edition chapbooks under the imprint Spectacular Books. Her first book for poems, Winter Sex, was recently published by Verse Press. Gillian Conoley’s most recent book of poetry is Lovers in the Used World. She is founder and editor of the magazine Volt.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Week of Nov. 18 and 20 Ch. 7 Writing the News
Tuesday and Thursday
1. Continue to work on polishing Article #1
2. Begin Article #2 --due end of marking period Dec. 5 (or sooner for editing). you may work with a partner for this article.
3. The website will be down on Tuesday and Wednesday, but we should be able to work on the Sotacrat on Thursday.
4. Ch. 7 Go over the vocabulary on the handout. Quiz on Monday.
1. Continue to work on polishing Article #1
2. Begin Article #2 --due end of marking period Dec. 5 (or sooner for editing). you may work with a partner for this article.
3. The website will be down on Tuesday and Wednesday, but we should be able to work on the Sotacrat on Thursday.
4. Ch. 7 Go over the vocabulary on the handout. Quiz on Monday.
Friday, November 14, 2008
11/14 Friday Types of Leads
1. Break into groups of 4 or 5
2. Read over the handout
3. Find examples of different kinds of leads in the newspapers provided. Cut out the HEADLINE AND THE LEAD.
4. PASTE ONTO WHITE PAPER TO PRESENT TO CLASS. Be sure to label the type of leads your group has discovered and chosen.
5. Class presentation.
2. Read over the handout
3. Find examples of different kinds of leads in the newspapers provided. Cut out the HEADLINE AND THE LEAD.
4. PASTE ONTO WHITE PAPER TO PRESENT TO CLASS. Be sure to label the type of leads your group has discovered and chosen.
5. Class presentation.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Wednesday Nov. 12
1. Go over Ch. 6 terms and handout for quiz.
2. Go over Writing tips handout. Check out poynter.org
3. Continue to edit and post stories.
2. Go over Writing tips handout. Check out poynter.org
3. Continue to edit and post stories.
Friday, November 7, 2008
!1/7 The Working Newsroom
At 5 different stations, you will be pasting in articles and updating the events calendar.
Do not make the articles go live until I approve them.
All articles need to be fully edited and placed correctly on our paper.
If you get this done in one period, the second period is "relax" time.
Do not make the articles go live until I approve them.
All articles need to be fully edited and placed correctly on our paper.
If you get this done in one period, the second period is "relax" time.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
History is made/ Editorials
1. Please go to the websites that arep osting transcripts of BOTH Obama's Acceptance speech and McCain's Concession speech. Both speeches are excellent and well-suited to a certain occasion.
Both speeches were most impressive and accomplished their purposes. Most of you should know that they were written by professional speech writers and that each candidate had both an acceptance and a concession speech prepared over the last week. They conferred with their writers and made revisions as the week went on.
Please comment on the rhetorical strategies used in these speeches, using the SOAPSTONE strategy.
Speaker
Occasion
Audience
Purpose
Style
Tone
McCain's speech
http://edition.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/mccain.transcript/index.html
Section from Obama's Speech:
http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/obama.transcript/index.html
How would you report on what happened last night? As American youth, what do you hope
will be accomplished in the next four years? Write a 250 word editorial expressing your hopes
and thoughts.
Both speeches were most impressive and accomplished their purposes. Most of you should know that they were written by professional speech writers and that each candidate had both an acceptance and a concession speech prepared over the last week. They conferred with their writers and made revisions as the week went on.
Please comment on the rhetorical strategies used in these speeches, using the SOAPSTONE strategy.
Speaker
Occasion
Audience
Purpose
Style
Tone
McCain's speech
http://edition.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/mccain.transcript/index.html
I urge all Americans who supported me to join me in not just congratulating him, but offering our next president our good will and earnest effort to find ways to come together to find the necessary compromises to bridge our differences and help restore our prosperity, defend our security in a dangerous world, and leave our children and grandchildren a stronger, better country than we inherited.
Whatever our differences, we are fellow Americans. And please believe me when I say no association has ever meant more to me than that.
It is natural. It's natural, tonight, to feel some disappointment. But tomorrow, we must move beyond it and work together to get our country moving again.
We fought -- we fought as hard as we could. And though we fell short, the failure is mine, not yours.
I wish Godspeed to the man who was my former opponent and will be my president. And I call on all Americans, as I have often in this campaign, to not despair of our present difficulties, but to believe, always, in the promise and greatness of America, because nothing is inevitable here.
Americans never quit. We never surrender.
Section from Obama's Speech:
http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/obama.transcript/index.html
"If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.
"It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.
"It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.
How would you report on what happened last night? As American youth, what do you hope
will be accomplished in the next four years? Write a 250 word editorial expressing your hopes
and thoughts.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Agenda 11/3 Monday
1. Finish stories for November issue. Edit and revise. Save in Gamzon folder/Journalism 2008/November.
2. Study for quiz on Ch. 6 for Wednesday
3. Go to myhighschooljournalism.org website. Read the national edition. Get some more ideas for our paper. Check out the student section. Look through J-jargon and newspapers with teen sections.
2. Study for quiz on Ch. 6 for Wednesday
3. Go to myhighschooljournalism.org website. Read the national edition. Get some more ideas for our paper. Check out the student section. Look through J-jargon and newspapers with teen sections.
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