Roethke’s Poetry Exercise

To kiss hot moons red as ruined cats

A swing is cool, a rock is soft

To say leather mud, to bite a cloud

To bruise wavering slag, a dog as important.

To kiss hard frogs blue as surprise

A curve is hot, a puddle is dry

To say sharp circle, to cut a belief

To bite hot ice, a tree is metal.

To kiss big rice as adorable farts

A bruise is hard, a hand is dead

To say skinny elephant, to burn rain drops

To blink people eaters, to stop a trunk.

English 1102 Review

I believe the entire semester went well. Everything that we have covered so far was well organized and easily accessible at all times.

Readings - The readings we covered in English 1102 were excellent choices.

Assignments - The first big assignment was our Research paper. Like I mentioned before, I was aggravated at all the small things that went along with the paper. I thought it was unnecessary and would be to no help. Little did I know at the end of the research paper I was glad that we had to do so many things before we could turn it in. The small assignments that went along with the paper helped me prepare along the way. I hope you continue to do this and I am sure students will have the same reaction. All the other assignments we had to complete in this course were challenging but not to the extent that it was a pain.

Discussions - The discussions we had to turn in throughout the semester were fun. I enjoyed reading other discussions and creating my own.

Peers - This class was by far one of the best. The participation between everyone was great and everyone was easy to get along with and work with. Thanks!

Participation - I tried everyday to participate the best way possible and liked the fact of being graded on it.

Everything that was involved in the class worked well. I do not know of anything that did not work well.

The Tom That Got Away!

As I walked through the woods
I heard the air begin to shake
Right over the ridge from where I stood
The thundering sound I could not mistake.

The tom sounded off one more time
And when the sun began to rise
I took the road that lead through the pine
The tom suddenly appeared to my surprise.

He was roosted right above me
Drumming, Cutting and in full Strut
In a big ol' oak tree
Laughing as he gobbled at my luck.

I watched as he flew down
Further away, but never back around
And kicked myself for the next few days
Because that was the Tom that got away!