Prime Time 5, Coursebook mit Audio-CD
2 What is poetry for you? a) In groups of three or four, discuss the following questions about your attitude towards poetry. Be prepared to share your ideas with the class. • What is your experience with reading poetry in school? • Have you ever read poetry outside school? If yes, describe when and how you got the idea. • Do you have a favourite poem? If yes, tell the others about it. • Have you ever tried to write poetry? If yes, briefly talk about it. b) Have a look at the three quotes about poetry below. Say what you think they mean in your own words. WORD BANK structure • stanza • line • part • to consist of … • rhyme pattern • stress • atmosphere • feeling • monotonous • lively • to describe • to deal with • to discuss • to express feelings • to express views • metaphor • main message • form • content • interpretation • rhythm • mood • metre 3 A winner of the young Poets of the year Award This poem was among the winners of the Young Poets of the Year Award 2006, an important poetry competition held by the British Poetry Society. a) Read the poem and describe what it is about in your own words. b) Have a look at the three quotes in 2b) again. How do they relate to this poem? c) As a member of the jury, would you also have made this poem a winner of the competition? Give reasons. Down in the greenhouse Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words. (Edgar Allan Poe) Poetry is life distilled 4 . (Gwendolyn Brooks) The poet doesn’t invent. He listens. (Jean Cocteau) 4 to distil: to extract the essential meaning of something Summers ago I went tomato picking in the greenhouse. I remember it so well – The hot, sticky smell of the air around us Contrasting with the cool, strangely calming smell of the fruit, Shiny, red and speckled, Wonderfully different from all others, It was the one for me. Small and round But hard at the same time. My sister always gulped hers down Quick as a flash. I remember her face. Not me. I peeled off the skin Oh, so very gently, One strip at a time, Then placed it on my tongue And shut my mouth. I heard the buzzing of the bees In their own world Working for their queen, The rustling of leaves, and My mother laughing at our messy faces. Flora Thomas 129 10 Books Nur zu Prüfzwecken – Eigentum des Verlags öbv
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