Today we read an excerpt of Andre Breton's "Free Union." We talked about the power of metaphor and discussed the strange and surprising way Breton describes his wife. We made a list of unusual parts of the body that might go mostly unexamined, and created a list of unrelated nouns. Then, when asked to think of someone they adore, students came up with many exciting comparisons. Read their work!
Ms. Cole 6th grade
Week 14
My Friend
Daveon J.
My friend whose toes are a pack of string beans,
whose neck is like a big professional
football whose armpits are like a bush
of hair, whose eyeballs are like two
big bowling balls, whose ears are like
two airplane wings.
My Brother
William D.
My brother is a cricket then
a hill billy snail and has an elbow of
a goat. His voice is louder
than a lion’s roar. He has hair of
alligator skin and a body made
of bricks. And eyelashes of a horse’s
tail. He moves faster than the wind.
This is my brother.
Mother
Miguel A.
My mom whose hair is like a river of gold
whose mouth is like a rainy puffy clouds
whose teeth are white as snow
whose tongue is made of sharpened stainless steel.
My mom whose eyelashes are like the
Statue of Liberty’s seven spikes a little bit bent
whose eyebrows are not as bushy as kiwi.
My mom whose heart is a big open door
for everyone
and my mom’s fingers that are as
soft as stones on the beach.
Ms. Harris 6th grade
Week 14
Mom
Michael B.
My mom has eyes of roses
teeth like snow.
My mom has hair like a condo
ears like rain.
My mom’s nose is like trees
her lips like a sunflower.
My mom’s skin in like a condo
her breath like a fountain of chocolate.
My mom’s toes are a river
her forehead is like snow.
My Cousin
Dequan B.
My cousin smells like sunflowers,
she looks like a tree. My mom
smells like roses. My baby
sister’s cheeks smell like
sweet candy. She looks
like a baby lion when she cries.
It looks like she was in a puddle
of rain.
Crazy Body Parts
Latisha M.
I admire a person whose
forehead is like a river
whose hair is like a ball
of itchy grass whose
neck is like a skyscraper
whose shoulders are like chocolate
milk coming out of a fountain
whose waist is like fish swimming
in the ocean
whose hands are like waving
flags whose legs are tall as trees
and whose toes are like roses.
Ms. Kessinger 6th grade
Week 14
My Twin
Justina P.
My twin who has a mouth of birds
who has energy of a 3-year-old
who has skin of a baby
my twin who has legs of a model
who has moods of a mood rings
who has skin the color of light chocolate
my twin who has clothes of flowers
who has eyes of a brown star
My Brother
Johnny B.
My brother whose shoulders
are fountains of chocolate
whose belly button is a block
whose legs are long as
the numbers 1, 2, and 3
whose teeth are white as snow
whose tongue is longer than trees
whose stomach is full as chocolate
my brother’s forehead is smaller
than windex paper towels
whose fingers can write a
response in seconds
whose cheeks are shiny as
the sun
whose elbow is rusty as nails
whose tongue twirls like a cyclone
whose ankles twist like a screwdriver
whose eyes are smaller than pop cans
whose eyes can see like posters
whose face is on a dollar bill of money
Everything in the Body
Brianna D.
My mom has a face made
out of money.
She’s getting rich.
My mom has ankles made out
of chocolate, she’s
walking slow.
My mom’s toes are made of
blocks.
She’s falling down.
My mom’s ears are made of flowers.
She can’t hear.
My mom’s forehead is made
out of snow.
She gets a brain freeze.
About Hands on Stanzas
Hands on Stanzas, the educational outreach program of the Poetry Center of Chicago places professional, teaching Poets in residence at Chicago Public Schools across the city. Poets teach the reading, discussion, and writing of poetry to 3 classes over the course of 20 classroom visits, typically from October through April. Students improve their reading, writing, and public speaking skills, and participating teachers report improved motivation and academic confidence. You can contact Cassie Sparkman, Director of the Hands on Stanzas program, by phone: 312.629.1665 or by email: csparkman(at)poetrycenter.org for more information.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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