Poetry Project Rose Blaher

MAD Song by William Blake Refusing Silence by Tess Gallagher

I delayed. I was the Empress of Delay. But it can’t be Refusing Silence By Tess Gallagher Heartbeat trembling your kingdom of leaves near the ceremony of water, I never insisted on you. I admit I delayed. I was the Empress of Delay. But it can’t be put off now. On the sacred branch of my only voice – I insist. Insist for us all, which is the job of the voice, and especially of the poet. Else what am I for, what use am I if I don’t insist? There are messages to send. Gatherings and songs. Because we need to insist. Else what are we for? What use are we?

Mad Song By William Blake The wild winds weep, And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning peeps Over the eastern steeps, And the rustling birds of dawn The earth do scorn. Lo! to the vault From whence comforts have increas'd; For light doth seize my brain With frantic pain. Of paved heaven, With sorrow fraught My notes are driven: They strike the ear of night, Make weep the eyes of day; They make mad the roaring winds, And with tempests play. Like a fiend in a cloud With howling woe, After night I do croud, And with night will go; I turn my back to the east, From whence comforts have increas'd

William Blake William blake was a famous poet. He wrote many known poems. He wrote “mad song” to show the rural of life and his mourning his loved ones death. William Blake was from London. He was born in 1757 and died 1827.

a e b a b e a f g a f g c i d c i d h h Mad Song by William Blake a e The wild winds weep, And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning peeps Over the eastern steeps, And the rustling birds of dawn The earth do scorn. Lo! to the vault Of paved heaven, With sorrow fraught My notes are driven: They strike the ear of night, b Make weep the eyes of day; They make mad the roaring winds, And with tempests play. Like a fiend in a cloud With howling woe, After night I do croud, And with night will go; I turn my back to the east, From whence comforts have increas'd; For light doth seize my brain With frantic pain. a personification b e a f Imagery g a f g c i d c i d h h

this poem is/has: Ballad personification imagery This poem has 1 stanza and 24 lines. This poem has a rhyming scheme The type of rhyme is end rhyme It has some alliteration It rhymes in every other line and it has 10 sets rhyming words.

Imagery “And the rustling birds of Dawn” – I think this is saying that the birds are making noises as the sun is rising “they make mad the roaring winds” – this is probably talking about the windy the night “over the Eastern Steeps” – this is also talking about the sun rising

Speaker I think the speaker of this poem is grieving and talking about nature. In the poem its saying things like, “ the wild winds weeps,” He’s also saying, “and my griefs infold:” He also seems to hate light because it says, “for light doth seize my brain with frantic pain.”

Literary Terms In this poem there is rhyming, alliteration, and personification. They will be highlighted in the 3 different colors yellow, green, and blue. Yellow- Rhyming Green- Alliteration Blue- Personification

Figurative meaning and literal meaning The figurative meaning of this poem is that nature is frightening because anything could happen. The literal meaning might be that the wind makes a noise and it sounds like a mad song throughout the night and morning.

The purpose of this poem The authors purpose of this poem is that nature can be scary. This is probably THE Purpose because he lost someone he loves and he doesn’t like the nature of death.

Theme I think that theme of this poem is that nature is horrible because the speaker says things like wild winds weep and morning peeps also that birds make noise at dawn. It also sounds like that speaker is depressed over losing someone and he’s blaming nature because of It.