Hullo clouds, hullo sky...It's still the same old story, as time goes
by...poetry is uterly weedy & wet girly stuff as any fule kno.
mj
Roger Day wrote:
>Oh dear, you must have suffered.
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>On 11/14/05, Dominic Fox <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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>>It starts in infant school.
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>>You get everyone in the class to say a word - it will usually be an
>>adjective - that could be used to describe a cloud. Joe says "soft";
>>Brandon says "fluffy"; Adam says "up in the sky"; Kieran says
>>"thunderstorms!", and so on. You write the words on the whiteboard,
>>then you make a poem called "Clouds":
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>> Clouds are soft.
>> Clouds are fluffy.
>> Clouds float up in the sky.
>> Clouds make thunderstorms!
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>>That is what making poems is: the search for adjectives and attributes
>>to associate with some object. Everyone's contribution is included.
>>The resulting confection is lispily enunciated by the tallest girl in
>>the class at one of those school assemblies to which parents are
>>invited. Everyone claps appreciatively.
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>>Dominic
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