Exploring Poem Types through the Lens of Movie Genres
Different types of poems are likened to various genres of movies, each with its unique characteristics and elements. Narrative poems tell a story with a clear beginning, middle, and end, while ballads add a tragic twist. Odes praise subjects, elegies honor what is deceased, and lyrics delve into the poet's thoughts and ideas. The ironic poem sheds light on life's unexpected twists and turns, much like ironic situations. This comparison helps in understanding and appreciating the diversity and nuances of poetry.
- poetry types
- narrative poem
- ballad
- ode
- elegy
- lyric
- ironic poem
- movie genres
- comparison
- poetic elements
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Narrative Poem It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The Regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says, "Son, can you play me a memory I'm not really sure how it goes But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes." La la la, di da da La la, di da da da dum Tells a story with a beginning, middle, and an end Has characters, setting, plot, and theme Could be made into a small movie Has a climax/points of tension Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody And you've got us feelin' alright
Ballad Same as a Narrative but must also Tragic story (something dies or ends) Simple language Repetitive So, is The Piano Man a ballad? It all comes down to interpretation is it tragic?
Ode Praises a person, place of thing Song of Myself By Walt Whitman I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loaf and invite my soul, I lean and loaf at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, formed from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy.
Elegy Praises someone/something that is over or dead Poetic form of EULOGY If stops, praising, then it s not an elegy
Lyric Presents a poet s thoughts, views, ideas, on a topic Can contain elements of other types, but is predominantly the BIG IDEA Not to be confused with song lyrics
Ironic An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic, don't you think Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take Who would've thought, it figures A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife And isn't it ironic, don't you think A little too ironic, and yeah I really do think Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good- bye He waited his whole damn life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well, isn't this nice." And isn't it ironic,l don't you think Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you And life has a funny way of helping you out Helping you out.
