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Historical: Elizabeth Bishop- One Art The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (//Write// it!) like disaster.

Throughout the poem, Elizabeth Bishop uses rhymes such as vaster and disaster. She also uses the repetition of the phrase, the art of losing isnt hard to master. I think that the overall meaning of the poem is that it's not hard for one to lose something important to them. Also that it doesn't take very much thought to lose things.

Contemporary: Nikki Giovanni- My First Memory(of Librarians)

This is my first memory: A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floor A line of green shades—bankers’ lights—down the center Heavy oak chairs that were too low or maybe I was simply too short For me to sit in and read So my first book was always big

In the foyer up four steps a semi-circle desk presided To the left side the card catalogue On the right newspapers draped over what looked like a quilt rack Magazines face out from the wall

The welcoming smile of my librarian The anticipation in my heart All those books—another world—just waiting At my fingertips.

In this poem the author uses imagery such as a big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floor. Also Giovanni uses point of view to tell the readers how she felt about the library. The overall meaning behind the poem was how the library and librarian affected her life in a positive manner.

Shel Silverstein: Mr. Grumpledump's Song

Everything's wrong, Days are too long, Sunshine's too hot, Wind is too strong. Clouds are too fluffy, Grass is too green, Ground is too dusty, Sheets are too clean. Stars are too twinkly, Moon is too high, Water's too drippy, Sand is too dry. Rocks are too heavy, Feathers too light, Kids are too noisy, Shoes are too tight. Folks are too happy, Singin' their songs. Why can't they see it? Everything's wrong

The poetic devices that Shel Silverstein uses are rhymes, such as feathers too light, kids are too noisy, shoes are too tight. He also uses imagery to describe the objects in the poem. I think that the overall meaning of the poem is that Mr. Grumpledump is always unhappy and complains about everything he sees. I think this means that people complain too much and don't enjoy life the way it is.