Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 Mar 2312:23 PM "Ode" comes from the Greek word "aeidein" which means to sing or chant and belongs to a long, varied tradition of lyric poetry. Ode is an elaborated lyric poem praising or glorifying a person, or describing nature realistically rather than emotionally. Such odes were sung and performed to the tune of musical instruments. Mar 231:06 PM 1 Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 Three Types of Odes one of them is the Pindaric Ode The Pindaric Ode is named after Pindar. Pindar was an Ancient Greek poet. These odes were performed with dancers and a chorus and sometimes celebrated the Olympic games. They consisted of three sections each containing quatrains, with irregular line lengths and rhyme patterns. Sep 95:39 PM Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats (2 of 4 stanzas) THOU still unravish’d bride of quietness, Thou fosterchild of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaffring’d legend haunts about thy shape 5 Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy? 10 Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave 15 Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal—yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! 20 Mar 231:09 PM 2 Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 Another famous ode is "Ode to Joy" by Beethoven. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WodMudLNPA Mar 232:03 PM Odes were later used by the Romantic poets to convey strong emotions. Now, we often use odes to address or honor an event, person, thing or concept. We use them to praise the "ordinary." 3 Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 Let's read two odes by Gary Soto -- "Ode to Mi Gato" and "Ode to La Tortilla." As we read, look for sound devices and figurative language. Also notice what form he uses. porque= because gato= cat huevos= eggs Ode to Mi Gato by Gary Soto Lick chunks of Him from a dog, Cheese from my palms, Because I dressed him And cooked huevo In a hat and a cape After huevo For Halloween, Until his purring Because I dangled Engine kicked in A sock of chicken skin And he cuddled As he stood on his Up to my father’s slippers. Hind legs. I love mi gato, That was last year. Its warmth like a hand. Porque I found This spring, He’s excellent at sleeping He loves tuna cans Him on the fender And milk cartons Of an abandoned car. With their dribble He was a kitten, Of milk. He loves With a meow Mom when she rattles Like the rusty latch The bag of cat food, On a gate. I carried The brown nuggets Him home in the loop Raining into his bowl. Of my arms. And my cat loves I poured milk His love and Me, because I saved Into him, let him He laps up his welcome. He’s white As spilled milk, My cat who sleeps With his belly Turned toward The summer sky. He loves the sun, And no good At hunting. At night All the other cats In the neighborhood Can see him slink Around the corner, Or jump from the tree Like a splash of Milk. We lap up Sep 1011:19 AM 4 Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 Mamá is rolling Slowly down my arm Them out. The radio When I eat on the front lawn. On the window sings, The sparrow will drop They are flutes El cielo es azul . . . Like fruit When rolled, butter I look in the black pan: From the tree Dripping down my elbow The face of the tortilla To stare at me As I stand on the With a bubble of air With his glassy eyes. Front lawn, just eating, Rising. Mamá I will rip a piece Just watching a sparrow Tells me to turn For him. He will jump Hop on the lawn, It over, and when On his food His breakfast of worms I do, carefully, Beneath the green, green lawn, It's blistered brown. worms and a rip of I count to ten, Tortilla I throw Uno, dos, tres . . . At his thorny feet. And then snap it out I eat my tortilla, Of the pan. the tortilla Breathe in, breathe out, Dances in my hands And return inside, As I carry it wiping my oily hands To the drainboard, On my kneescrubbed jeans. Where I smear it The tortillas are still warm With butter, In a dish towel, The yellow ribbon of butter Warm as gloves just Taken off, finger by finger. That will drip Ode to La Tortilla by Gary Soto And gargle it down, Chirp once and fly Back into the wintry tree. Sep 1011:23 AM Assignment *You are to write an ode. Remember odes honor or speak about/to something "ordinary." In this assignment, we will all write about America, the military fighting to protect our country and help others, or the lost lives in the 9/11 expolsions. Mar 232:00 PM 5 Odes.notebook September 12, 2012 *Your ode should be illustrated in some way. *Your ode must be at least 14 lines long and have at least 2 stanzas (but can be more). *You must include at least 2 types of figurative language (simile, personification, hyperbole, etc.) in your ode. *You must include at least 3 sound devices (repetition, alliteration or onomatopeia) in your ode. Let's brainstorm some adjectives, similes, metaphors or other phrases that we think of when we think of America, freedom or soldiers. Sep 1011:16 AM 6
© Copyright 2025 Paperzz