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The end (well kind of not really) of a journey

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Oh man. I can’t even begin to explain how much I have enjoyed this, but that would totally and completely defeat all purposes of this blog, so I will explain…

I am totally thrilled to have another year of this subject, so much to learn. This subject (aspire english) has been one of the highlights of this year and I have truly found myself interested in things that I initially really had no interest in at all. Poetry is a key example of this. If it wasn’t for this subject I wouldn’t be here at all, I mean… I even started writing poetry! Can you believe that? I went from hating poetry with a passion to having a high respect and desire to have it in my life. Now I actively choose to write it, even I am struggling to come to terms with this new part of me. 😂

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Another reason that I have loved and come to appreciate this journey is because of the friends that I have made, and the people who I have gotten to know, especially since we are moving classes next year it has allowed me to expand my horizons ready for the transition. Our final piece of assessment for this year is a poetry presentation, almost like a ted talk with two other people. My group is exploring grief and why we turn to poetry at the five stages of grief, we each have composed a poem and also found some really awesome ones well-known poets. My poem is about depression. I feel like depression is a feeling that many people can relate to, even if they haven’t been diagnosed with the mental illness of depression, it is still a feeling that we have been acquainted with at some point in our life.

This is my poem…

Depression
You’re lost, Engulfed in the darkness, Falling falling,
Down a bottomless pit.
Do one to trust,
No one smiles,
You’re left alone,
As heads turn away.The sun will come up tomorrow,
But you always forget,
As you stare down at your scuffed shoes, The tears welling in your eyes.

You rip a page from your notebook,
On it you write your regret.
The pen breaks and the ink flows, flows just like your tears. You toss the letter into the fire.
The flames lick the ink-stained page,
And your tears glisten in the firelight,
You’ve never felt more alone as the fire dies out. And you’re left in darkness.

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I don’t know. What do you think? Let me know below if you have any thoughts. I will be reading this poem in our presentation which I am actually really looking forward to.

To conclude, this experience has been absolutely amazing, something I could not be more thankful for. I hope that next year is as amazing as this year, as this subject has  encouraged me to aspire to many different things which I have found to love.

“The true measure of a man is not what he dreams, but what he aspires to be; a dream is nothing without action. Whether one fails or succeeds is irrelevant; all that matters is that there was motion in his life. That alone affects the world.”
― Mike Norton, White Mountain

Adios Amigos,

Fiona xo 😘

How Instagram Saved Poetry—An Article

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Hey everyone, what’s up? I recently read an article on How Instagram Saved Poetry. it was an extremely interesting and engaging article which was really eye opening to the life of a poet. The article talked about poet Rupi Kaur and how she became famous on Instagram for her poetry. I mention Rupi Kaur in a previous post and I found it really interesting to learn about how she contemplated whether she could make a living out of her poetry and publishing her first book. I REALLY love Rupi Kaur and a lot of the poetry that I write is inspired by her style.

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I find it crazy how poetry is such a dying profession and that even back in the past poets couldn’t make a living out of what they wrote and had to have a side job or jobs. This got me thinking…

Music is a type of poetry and artists make millions of dollars on their albums and new songs every year and people listen to music all the time. Poetry is similar except it doesn’t have music and it isn’t sung. Imagine if poets could have written songs for artists, you know, some artists don’t even write their songs.

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I personally love to write poetry, I turn to it all the time when I am feeling angry, sad or let down. I even contemplated starting an instagram account to share my poetry as well. And it was cool to find out that  the top 20 bestselling poets were insta poets. Even though I know that I won’t make a living out of what I write but it would still be fun. In our presentation my group decided to focus on grief and the five stages, and surprisingly I’m actually looking forward to it considering how much I hate public speaking.

Adios Amigos,

Fiona xo 😘

‘Affairs of the heart’+Modern view of poetry

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Hello, Hola, Ciao, bonjour! Fiona is back into the world of blogging again. In my last post I looked at why we turn to poetry and Elizabethan Poetry, if you want to go read it check it out 👉 here 👈. In class this week we looked at ‘Affairs of the heart’ ❤️ (Love and hate poetry). Poems such as, Sonnet 18, Sonnet 130 and excerpts from Romeo and Juliet, these were all by Shakespeare. We also looked at, ‘A Red Red Rose’ by Robert Burns and ‘She Walks in Beauty’ by Lord Byron. I would have to say that ‘She Walks in Beauty’ is one of my favourites, it is just so beautiful!(haha) 😍

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Falling in and out of love is something a lot of people have experienced and people often turn to poetry during this time. I think this is because poetry is a great way to share these emotions and get them out onto paper. I don’t know about you but I find poetry helpful to share my emotions.

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A lot of poets these days share their poems in different or alternate ways and some stick to using the old styles and example of this is the sonnet. American poet Jane Hirshfield  wrote this 14 lined poem that the relaxed or ‘ghost’ structure of a sonnet. I absolutely love it!!!!! What do you think? Let me know in the comments below.

A Chair in Snow

BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
A chair in snow
should be
like any other object whited
& rounded
and yet a chair in snow is always sad
more than a bed
more than a hat or house
a chair is shaped for just one thing
to hold
a soul its quick and few bendable
hours
perhaps a king
not to hold snow
not to hold flowers
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It is an interesting poem but that is what I love about it. I feel like I am drawn to poems that don’t have a solid meaning because it is about how you interpret them.
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My teacher told us about a poet called Rupi Kaur, who started by sharing her poems on Instagram and she soon became famous. I read some of her poems and really enjoyed them. This is my favourite.
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Short and simple but I Looooove it. Short poems are my favourite, if I ever became a poet I would choose to write like that. 😀
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I enjoyed writing this post and I hope that you enjoyed reading it.
Adios Amigos,
Fiona xo 😘