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Narrative Poetry

A quick overview.
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Kathryn Schroeder

on 31 May 2011

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Narrative Poetry A presentation by Alex, Kathryn, Lena, and Patrick What is it? Where did it come from? as compared to short stories prose in your daily life tells a story." "Narrative poetry is poetry that has a plot. The poems that make up this genre may be short or long, and the story it relates to may be simple or complex. It is usually nondramatic, with objective regular scheme and meter." -TheFreeDictionary "A narrative poem is a poem that
-McGraw Hill Poetic Glossary "A narrative poem can come in many forms and styles, both complex and simple, short or long, as long as it tells a story."
-UNCP Glossary of Literary Terms Varieties Ballad
Comedy
Epic
Lay
Novel in Verse
Toast
Tragedy Narrative Poetry: All other types of poem may or may not be narrative, depending on whether or not they tell a story. In conclusion: Narrative poetry is the oldest form of poetry. It began as an oral tradition. The rhyme and rhythm allowed storytellers to memorize very long stories. long before the printing press The oldest examples of narrative poetry are The Epic of Gilgamesh
The Illiad
The Odyssey and

by Homer , and Examples: Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again.
-Mother Goose, 1803 The Tyger

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies,
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-William Blake, 1794 In a Station of the Metro

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
-Ezra Pound, 1913 characters setting plot passage of time narrator Narrative poetry and short stories share many elements, such as: can be described explicitly or implicitly is often symbolic a succession of events, USUALLY with a
defined introduction, climax, and resolution but may also include interruptions, such as flashbacks or flashforwards can be the chronological order of events, can vary widely. A few varieties are First Person, Authorial, Figural.
The narrator may also be reliable or unreliable. Narrative poetry differs from narrative prose in significant ways. very short
poetic elements
condensed
fewer descriptions Of course, there are always exceptions (e.g. novels in verse, free verse poetry). radio
television
street music
etc. Oops! I did it again
I played with your heart
Got lost in the game
Oh baby, baby
Oops! You think I'm in love
That I'm sent from above
I'm not that innocent The Echoing Green

The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies.
The merry bells ring
To welcome the spring.
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around,
To the bells’ cheerful sound,
While our sports shall be seen
On the echoing green.

Old John with white hair
Does laugh away care,
Sitting under the oak,
Among the old folk.
They laugh at our play,
And soon they all say:
‘Such, such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys,
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green.’

Till the little ones weary
No more can be merry;
The sun does descend,
And our sports have an end.
Round the laps of their mother
Many sisters and brothers,
Like birds in their nest,
Are ready for rest;
And sport no more seen
On the darkening green.

-William Blake, 1789 is similar to but differs from and you can find it everywhere Thank you.
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