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Showing posts with label uni. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uni. Show all posts

Sunday, 9 October 2011

How Shakespearean Am I?

Well after getting successfully distracted from my Irish Poetry essay, I had stumbled across this little weird test thing on Oxford online Dictionary (at least I was sidetracked to something educational).
If you type in a song or poem, or perhaps a phrase of your own everyday language you will receive a percentage of how Shakespearean you are. So I decided to have a go. This was my first entry:
The lone quiet riparian holds the beauty of youth long lost
Smiles and laughter echo faintly
Flowing through blankets of snowdrops, cowslips all glossed.
Tears so fragile and dainty
Fall from the children mourning for their past
With a Faery hand in hand,
Cries stream from small eyes, pain so grand.

(my own poem)
The result was 90% Shakespearean. It also asked if I lived in Rose Theatre.

I can see what I shall be doing all night :)

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Finally!

So after a recent lecture in Living Stream: Contemporary Irish Poetry, my on off dissertation topic has now been solidified. I am not looking at Alice's Adventures in WonderlandWicked, or Phantom of the Opera, I am now planning to study Mr W.B.Yeats unrequited love of Maud Gonne. I have not yet looked at which angle I will taking but to do such a powerful woman related to Irish history, is quite a honour.
The poem No Second Troy will be quite hilarious to look at; poor woman being compared to Helen of Troy. I will be quite excited to look into her life from many points of view and even create my own opinion of her. Now for the question; did she sleep with Yeats? Many say no, however I say yes.

On another note, university life is a bit strange at the moment. I am actually spending less than I did last year which is great, and I seem to be enjoying the modules choices a lot more. Hopefully my grades will reflect it. Time can only tell.

Tuesday, 30 August 2011

Starry-Eyed Night

9- Quickly jot down four verbs, four adjectives, and four nouns. Write a poem using all 12 words.


Unveil the fate that the night brings.
Hold me close under the heavenly stars.
Dance with me across the enchanting springs.
Serenade me with your beautiful love.


Friday, 26 August 2011

A New Goal

After tidying up my room (only cause I got told to), I found a worksheet that contained a list of poem formats. I then decided that I should get my inspiration back and write a poem each week using a different format.
So the first is a Cinquain:


War

Blood. Hatred

An unjust fighting

Scared. Trapped. Death. End.

Attack
 

Saturday, 6 August 2011

There was a young man....

"Rain rain go away,
Come again another day.
Little Johnny wants to play;
Rain, rain, go to Spain,
Never show your face again!"


Though outside it is raining quite heavily and with random bouts of Thunder and Lightning, the weather has actually nothing to what I am about to say. I spend roughly a good few hours a day  trying to find something that I probably threw out to the rubbish many months before. But upon doing so I found some work in one of my folders from the beginning of second year university. 
A tutor told my seminar group to think of a few limericks. Now said seminar group contained quite the number of guys and immature girls. 
This is what happened with my group:

There was a young man from  France,
Who had bees stuck down his pants.
They stung his poor bum,
And made a bad hum.
That poor young man from France.

Not so bad ey...just keep going.

There was a young boy named Nick,
Who had a very small dick.
His pants would fall down,
And he wished he could drown.
That poor little boy named Nick. 

And alas!

There was a young girl called Beth,
Who had unusually bad breathe.
She ate some mints,
Then along came a Prince.
Who said you still have very bad breath.

(I think our group didn't pay attention to the rhythm of the limerick very well)

 
  

Sunday, 5 June 2011

Dissertation

Oh the joys of figuring out what to write for an English dissertation. So many questions with so little answers.
I finally narrowed my choice down to Wicked, which is quite the opposite from what I began with: Interview with the Vampire. Now it seems I need to find a topic to look at within Wicked. So how do I reach that target?. As one would say look at the book and see what themes evolve.


It might help if I manage to read the book first.


Oh dear. that maybe my next target for this month.


READ THE BOOK INSTEAD OF OTHER FANTASY NOVELS.


I wonder if i would be allowed to write about paranormal romance instead though it seems unlikely :P
haha
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