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No One Stanza-Lone
No One Stanza-Lone
No One Stanza-Lone
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Following the successful “Windows to the Teenage Soul,” “A Cup of Poetea,” and last year’s “Where the Poetree Grows,” Los Gatos High School has constructed another masterpiece. With the help of the ebook publisher Smashwords, more than 150 students have put together a compilation of comic relief, tear-jerking tragedies, and insights into the teenage mind. Led by English teachers Tonya McQuade and Kathleen Wehr, the English 9 Honors classes have designed and edited “No One Stanza- Lone” into a beautiful collection of poetry, artwork, and team explanations of the process they followed. For only $3.99, you can purchase this incredible collection and help the 9th grade students fundraise for the LGHS Class of 2020.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTonya McQuade
Release dateMay 17, 2017
ISBN9781370716951
No One Stanza-Lone
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LGHS English 9H Class of 2020

"LGHS English 9H Class of 2020" includes eight English 9 Honors classes, made up of approximately 170 students, taught by English teachers Tonya McQuade and Kathleen Wehr, at Los Gatos High School in Los Gatos, CA.

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    No One Stanza-Lone - LGHS English 9H Class of 2020

    Connecting Ideas:

    What is Poetry?

    Artwork by Annika Paylor

    Artistry

    By Christina Wong

    Poetry: thousands of words, lines, stanzas, and stories held under one category of writing. Flipping through the pages of a worn dictionary, one will find an entire form of art defined simply as a writing that formulates a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience in language chosen and arranged to create a specific emotional response through meaning, sound, and rhythm. However, there is no way to define a complex variation of emotions, stories, and messages or describe thousands of words in a minuscule fraction of the words. Within the few lines, its words touch one’s heart, affecting everyone a different way. To some, the words are merely a gentle whisper. To others, the words are a hurricane, an overwhelming storm of emotions.

    Throughout history, poetry has been a way of recording culture, historical events, political conflicts, expressing emotions, life messages, and stories, bringing joy, sadness, inspiration, and a slew of emotions alive within the reader. Poetry is not simply a few lines of words. Poetry is a painting, each color a different emotion, every layer a different message, every stroke a new perspective. Poetry is a wheel of cheese, bland upon first taste in its young, premature ages, but a strong, powerful flavor after many years. Poetry is a dictionary, holding within its bindings a thousand definitions.

    I have always perceived poetry as art, a way of telling an immense story within a few short lines. However, through this poetry unit, I have learned of the many different types, techniques, and meters of poetry. Once only realizing the surface meaning of poems, I have learned to delve deep within the words, read between the lines, and search for hidden meanings. Once simply admiring graceful rhythms and clever word combinations, I have learned to write the same. Poetry is not simply literature, but a way to express every aspect of life.

    Poetry Stands Together

    By Joshua Chan

    I hesitate to define poetry because poetry is one of the most versatile pieces of literature. How does one describe the multitudes of feelings when reading poetry: a bedtime story to a child, a declaration of love, an outburst of anger. In the beginning, I believed that poetry was boring, impossible to write, a waste of words. However, the empathy and feelings poetry provokes has led me to believe that poetry is so much more. A haiku expresses the endless cycle within nature or life. Cinquains allow one to learn about a new subject one may never have thought of before. Sense poems make the reader examine their surroundings through every possible sense, listening to every sound, tasting the air, finding the smell of a place or idea.

    Poetry has been used since the beginning of time to express feelings, but the meaning of these poems have changed through time. Poems can mean different things to different people from different times. For instance, the nursery rhymes Humpty Dumpty and Ring Around the Rosy have had their meaning change throughout time. They were not originally nursery rhymes, the first was a threat to a king and the second discussed the terribleness of the black plague. This shows how poetry can never have one true meaning because everyone has different thoughts on it. This is the reason poetry is so brilliant, because poetry doesn’t have to be the same for everyone, a poem can resonate with one person, but can also mean something to another for a completely different meaning. That is why poetry can be so great, it can mean so many different things.

    Crescendo

    By Cindy Li

    Some people say that a picture is worth a thousand words. Speaking as an artist, I fully agree. However, speaking as a writer, I can also say that a poem is easily worth a thousand words, and even a thousand pictures. I have always read and written poetry, from Shel Silverstein in second grade to Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass in eighth. In English class, reading a variety of poems other than nature-themed ones has helped me learn more beyond my expectations.

    Poetry has helped me feel the lash of a slave’s whip without actually feeling it, grieve for lost ones who have not been lost, and smile with happiness for those who have found love. Poetry teaches me how to feel for others in World War I and in Africa while being in the safety of my own home. In poems, I become a little girl again, an old man at death’s door, or a dog waiting for its owner. Poems allow me to obtain a glimpse of things too horrific, too different, and too permanent for me to ever experience in my lifetime. It is not only about expressing myself, but also about learning what others reveal about themselves, too.

    To me, poetry is the bridge between music and art. It is a form of literature that combines rhythm and feeling with words to create an entirely different orchestral and artistic masterpiece, interpreted distinctly among each individual. When reading a poem, words glide in A Major, happy, or e minor, sad, hiccuping in a rhythm of staccato every so often. While novels tell, poems sing. They are a way for authors to show how a story is written, rather than just the story itself. Each word reveals a deeper part of someone, one buried so deep that not even closest loved ones know it exists inside. Society buries one’s true self, and poems unravel.

    Perspective

    By Maddi King

    Poetry: a literary work dearly devoted to emotion, beauty, and rhythm; an outlet for rage, love, and fearlessness to be expressed without a second thought. Poetry is such a respected and beautiful part of society that its very dictionary definition sounds like the literature it is describing: a work of intense emotions and one of the highest works of literary beauty that exists. The most extraordinary part is that the beauty of poetry is perceptible to every person. The message the poet writes is interpreted independently by each reader, therefore making the artistry of poems as diverse as the people writing them. Sylvia Plath may be a harbinger of comfort or unease, Robert Frost may be a daydreamer or a life coach. Life may be a canvas and poems may be paint, but it is each individual reader who decides which colors are which.

    Poetry has been a part of me for a very long time, ever since I fell in love with with Dylan Thomas’s Do Not Go Gentle and plunged headfirst into a river of words. Through my limited exposure to published works and absolutely no instruction, before this class, poetry seemed wild and unorganized and random, like a river more similar to Niagara Falls. Most of the time I slapped down words and didn’t spend more than twenty minutes on any one poem at a time. However, by examining beneath the surface I have learned poems are much more deceptive than they appear. Picking up any e.e. cummings work may still make my head spin, but I feel as though I am now able to at least appreciate the craftsmanship that he applies in every line. From struggling to craft limericks to loving the simplicity of couplets, I have learned many different ways to write poetry that have brought color to my mind and music

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