This week Ethical ELA welcomes the wonderful Anna J. Small Roseboro to inspire us with “A Week of Patterning Poetry.”
Inspiration
Acrostic: Spring is a season we begin thinking about end of school year celebrations honoring students and colleagues, and summer events for family and friends. Consider writing a poem for that special person. One pattern poem that elicits delight and gratitude is the simple acrostic. For this form, writers insert the honoree’s name in capital letters in a vertical column on the left side of the page. Then, for each line, add adjectives (words or phrases) that describe that person and begin with the letter on that line. (For ease, insert a two-column table in a Word document, with one row for each letter in the honoree’s name. Then insert letters of the name in left column and descriptors in the right column.)
Process
Pause a moment; think about a colleague or student, family member or friend, whom you respect and appreciate. What words come to mind that express qualities that you admire? To come up with the words that fit your poem, you may find yourself switching out first thoughts for synonyms that express the emotions, abilities, and talents that begin with the letters you have to match. It’s okay to repeat those qualities using different words. Repetition is a poetic device that reinforces the message.
Go ahead, write the name. Consider your relationship with that person. What experiences have you shared? What makes you want to honor that person? What attitudes, behaviors, skills attract you to that honoree? At what upcoming event can you share this poem?
Anna’s Poem
Yes, our sister got teary when she read the birthday card. We learned recently that she framed the poem and hung it on the wall, despite the fact that we hadn’t edited carefully to maintain consistency using only adjectives.
In fact, this could be a way to distinguish grades on the assignment by requiring use of specific parts of speech: one noun for each letter, one or two adjectives, and/or one adjective phrase in the same order throughout. Or, the assignment could include specification that at least three words from class vocabulary list be included in acrostic poem about the honoree or chosen literary character.
A couple ways to adapt this assignment for students is to invite them to craft an acrostic poem about a person in their lives. With Mother’s Day and Father’s Day coming in the next two months, some students may decide to write their poem about a parent, or someone is like a mother or father to them.
As an option for a poetry notebook, or to summarize their reading, invite singles, pairs or small groups, to write about a favorite character from readings you shared as a class, in books they read on their own, or even someone in the news that the students admire. Great way to review parts of speech, practice using thesaurus or synonym feature in word processing programs and incorporating word from class vocabulary lists into a poem about a family or friend, classmate or character from literary work students have read.
Anna J. Small Roseboro, a National Board Certified Teacher is a published author and poet but is primarily an educator with over forty years’ experience teaching English and Speech to students in middle school, high school and college in public, private, and parochial schools in five states. A mentor for early career educators, Ms. Roseboro earned a B.A. in Speech Communications from Wayne State University and an M.A. in Curriculum Design from the University of California, San Diego. Her newest published work is a series of books published by Rowman and Littlefield designed for pre-service teachers and for those teaching middle school for the first time. See those three books GETTING STARTED (2018) MORE ABOUT WRITING (2019) and NOT INTIMIDATING (2019) on her website http://teachingenglishlanguagearts.com/.
Newly born
Apple of my eye
Teething is no problem for you!
Happiest of humans
Always laughing, always smiling
Never a dull moment with you in our lives
Elizabeth Peyton Holley
E eager efficient endearing
L literary learned
lionhearted
I introverted inspiring
intellectual
Z zany zealous zestful
A artistic appreciative
academic
B beautiful brainy
bibliophile
E entertaining expressive
extraordinary
T thinker talented thankful
H honest hard-working
helpful
P punny profound
perceptive
E eager efficient endearing
Y youthful young lady
yes ma’amer
T trustworthy truthful
tenderhearted
O Original optimistic
organized
N neat natural nice
H humorous humble
honorable
O observant orderly
overachiever
L loyal leader level-headed
L lovable lively logical
E engaging enthusiastic
excelling
Y Yuletide music resister
yielding yourself
-Kim Johnson
For a student who has been a great help over the years feeding animals while I was away. She’s graduating this year.
What a beautiful tribute! I so enjoyed the lines “punny profound perceptive” and “Yuletide music resister” — both (along with others) give us a sense of how she sees the world.
I love that you’re honoring a student. I thought about doing that but couldn’t pick just one. I’ve had former students pet sit in the past, and reading your poem reminds me of them and all the good I find in young people.
Elizabeth is clearly a special student. You recognized so many of her admirable attributes in this poem. Favorite line—punny profound.
Kim – What a wonderful tribute to a young person with a whole life ahead where she can exercise all these gifts. Each descriptor paints a very strong person who will make a big difference in the world. Susie
S-oftball evenings
U-nstructured schedule
M-e-time
M-oments to savor
E-ndless possibilities
R-eading or relaxing on the patio
Gail, you and others are highlighting that there are lots of ways to suggest that students write ACROSTIC POEMS, condensed recreations of thoughts, experiences using carefully selected words that get the message across guided by the first letters of key word(s). . My favorite in your poem is the third line…right smack dab in the middle…. “Me – time”! The placement suggests what’s really important about our health and rejuvenation during time away from school. Thanks
Gail – you sure captured activities that we love. Makes me want time on that patio and unstructured time. Susie
Alas, I long for your summer’s “unstructured schedule” and “endless possibilities.” Thank you for giving me a glimpse. Indeed, your poem is one of hope.
Bring it! My favorite thing about summer is long hours of reading—and lots of travel, too.
Everything about this poem is making me so eager for summer – moments to savor is my favorite line – that’s what I love! I love the reading and me time, but all those moments of just being able to breathe and savor – without deadlines! Thank you!
Freire’s Pedagogy
Banking methods offer the educated individual as the
adapted person to “fit” better for the world. Education
needs teachers as oppressors, indoctrinating — not creating–
knowledge, memorizing — without any act of cognition.
Intentionality, ignored. Empty vessel, filled with
numbing consciousness to deny our
global interdependence.
Dialogue eliminates teacher of students, students of teacher;
instead what emerges is teacherstudent with studentteacher, unhyphenated,
and so no longer is the teacher merely the one who teaches.
Long gone are the days of the teacher at the center — now
one who is taught in dialogue with the students,
growing in a process jointly responsible.
Undeniably interdependent, we teach
each other as mediated by the world.
Sarah, you and other as showing ways to have the first letter in each line reveal something important about the passage. This would make an interesting assignment, too. Invite students to create an ACROSTIC POEM by organizing words in a passage so that the first word in each line is the topic or theme of the passage. Hmmmm. If you have time, will you capitalize those first words so BANKING DIALOGUE stands out? Thanks.
Sarah, your tribute to Freire echos my own philosophy. I have learned much from students over the years, especially through dialogue. My favorite line is “we teach each other as mediated by the world.”
Your poem reminds me of a banner in a college that said All of Us Know More Than One of Us Knows. We do teach each other – as mediated by the world!
This took some thought! I was intrigued by the unhyphenated teacherstudent and studentteacher—undeniably interdependent. That sounds like an inspiring climate for learning!
My Triumvirate
Old Mrs. Bangert,
to the rhythm of the green metal glider on the back porch,
listened, as I spelled out every single day of
school from adolescence to adulthood,
and she swapped her stories of bearing eleven children,
some who were a mess, some who were beacons…
it didn’t matter, she loved them and me; she believed
in me, sending me to her piano, asking for my stories,
watching me walk up the road to college.
As far back as I can remember Aunt Marie
set me apart,
taught me to fish, handed me my first rod and reel,
wrapped my first cookbook in birthday tissue,
taught me how to handle my first bout of cramps,
how to bone the Thanksgiving turkey carcass,
properly clean the baseboards,
test the chocolates in the Whitman’s Sampler box;
she took me on day trips…just me,
not all my sibs, just me,
gave me a safe place,
saving me from the demons in my own house;
she made me special.
Mama, her quiet ways showed me patience yet mettle,
told me “you can be anything you want, Susie, anything,”
pointed out I could “have a ball with an empty paper bag,”
taught me every word game ever invented;,
she loved when I brushed her hair on Friday nights
while we watched “Nightmare at 20,000 Feet”
and squealed at the monster outside the plane window,
Rod Serling urging us to “look inside ourselves”;
handed me thirty-seven years of unwavering love
that would take me through a lifetime of school,
relationships that went sideways,
and grant me the steel it takes to know
that even the toughest stuff
is the marrow in the bones of a good story.
by Susie Morice
Susie, this three stanza tribute shines a light on three important women in your life. Thanks for sharing. The closing lines of each stanza spotlight a key gift (lesson) each gave you. What a lovely way to share their stories.
Susie, I so appreciate how you captured the spirit of today’s inspiration by honoring people who have supporting your becoming . How remarkable was Old Mrs. Bangert –endless patience and generosity. I am thinking of Love Languages and how each of these people shows their love in different ways: quality time, acts of service, words of affirmation.
Sarah— Thank you. Yes, I love Love Languages book. It’s true these women each offered some so pivot and yet so different. Sorry, I played with the Acrostic this morning and then just got more into a freer form.
Susie
No apologies. I love that your verse became what it needed to be.
So much to like here. First, those last lines remind me of a Leslie Martin Silko poem in “Ceremony.” It’s the one about skeletons building stories. I love the juxtaposition of cleaning turkey off bones w/ cleaning base boards. The Rod Serling allusion is wonderful in the way it resonates w/ the unknown things in life. Then there’s both the biblical underpinning of “triumvirate” w/ the idea women are our saviors. I could go on, but you know how I admire your way w/ words.
Glenda — thanks so much! Susie
I love, love, love “…some who were a mess, some who were beacons…” What a wonderful way to put it! And your specific memories of Aunt Marie and Mama, culminating in the most important observation about “the steel it takes…” You could probably write a book about any of these strong female influences in your life. Thanks for a glimpse!
To my friend Connie, BFF for a decade full of soul-shaping adventures:
Compassionate and consistent–until you weren’t
Obedient to the will of God, yet opaque to friends who missed you
Never telling of the cancer, never responding. Nothing until the notice of your passing.
Next to me through adolescence, needing me as much as I needed you
Impossible to figure out, or to fathom your insistent silence
Eternal joy with the Father, and me left empty wondering why
Amy, The syntax of each line leaves me uneasy, stirred — a dissonance. “Obedient…opaque…nothing until the notice…eternal..empty.” I am sorry for your loss and furious with cancer. My sister-in-law is beginning palliative care this week, and you have me reflecting on her life, on our reactions.
Amy – you’ve shared a very real and terribly difficult sense of loss. It’s tough enough to lose someone dear, but to have no chance to have a last conversation, to wade through the questions, that’s so hard. I feel for you. Susie
Oh, Amy, I feel your pain that grew from not knowing why your friend was silent, yet I also understand her silence and think that’s how I’d be if I were Connie. Sending love.
ACROSTIC
N – new friends in the 6th grade, never dreaming we would last a lifetime
A – always in touch, attitude being more important than location
N – nearly sisters, now college, now marriage, now babies…until
C – cancer, the biggest C of all,
Y – yanked you to a stop, and yesterday was so much sweeter than today.
Such a tender tribute to Nancy. The C and Y gave me pause and made my heart hurt for your friend. Wishing best blessings for your friend!
Nancy died 11 years ago and it is not an exaggeration to say that I miss her every day. It hurts to know that she is gone BUT I cannot imagine how I would have felt if she closed me out during those last months. Your poem tore my heart.
Aw, Jackie, this is so touching and so crummy to lose Nancy to “the biggest C of all.” You’ve capped the piece with a poignant phrasing “yanked you to a stop, and yesterday was so much sweeter than today.” Alas. Susie
Jackie, I just read Amy’s poem and then Amy’s response to you. I echo her sentiments. The line “nearly sisters” resonates deeply with me. I have seven sisters, but I have met so many amazing women in my life that I see sisterhood as welcoming all who are willing to trust and be vulnerable. Thinking of you and your sister, Nancy today.
Lovely tribute to a life-long friend. Oh how I wish you could have avoided the turn to C.
Yanked you to a stop – oh, what imagery! It shows what cancer does to our loved ones. I love this poem that you wrote for your cherished friend!
Instead of writing an acrostic about a person, mine is about retirement, which will arrive June 4. And instead of using adjectives and nouns, I’ve used verbs because these words offer a call to action and goals I have for retirement.
“Retirement”
Rest relax rejuvenate
Explore engage encounter
Travel triumph tantalize
Imagine immerse investigate
Respond reconnect romance
Elevate educate enjoy
Memorialize mingle muse
Experience exalt extol
Notice nurture navigate
Transcend treasure toast
Glenda, welcome aboard! Your poem highlights some of the blessings of retirement. Thanks for the reminder that retirement can be a good time. As one friends says, a new page in our lives and in our careers.
I love how you chose to use verbs–all the action you hope to move into in the next phase of your life journey. Important and motivating! Thank you.
Glenda, so enjoy your consonance and assonance in these lines, but the images your capture here certainly celebrate your well-deserved, earned retirement.
Explore, encounter, travel. I am excited for you! What a wonderful time you have coming your way. Love your use of verbs instead of adjectives!
There is an education philosopher who I am going to honor today, but I want to re read his ideas before I compose the poem. Hope to get to this after school!