End of Semester Reflections

As the semester comes to a close, it is time to look back on what I've learned over the past 3 months. Although I've taken many English courses throughout my schooling years, the content matter never sparked my interest much in the subject. Since graduating high school, however, I've come to appreciate arts a lot more and was optimistic coming into English 1080. We looked at many poems, some which were written in interesting forms, which taught me that conforming to a "proper" style is not always the way things need to be done. We also looked at many short stories, which brought up many questions about how our society works and how people are treated. Overall I took a lot out of this English course, and although it is not my major, I am hoping to take more English courses throughout university if possible.

Open Letter

To Charlie (my pet dog),

What are you thinking about, sitting there on the floor? I can only imagine you are dreaming of a world made of dog treats, where you are free to chase cats and roll in mud all day. How wonderful it must be to be a dog.

I hope you don't mind eating the same dog food every day. I know it must get old after a while, but I try to sneak you some food off my plate when no one is looking. I know you love roast beef. I'm sorry I haven't been taking you for a walk very often lately. I will try to find the time from now on.

I can only hope to live my life with such a positive outlook as you do. You are happy for every little thing that happens, and you're always by my side. Dogs truly are man's best friend.

Matthew

News Report

BIGFOOT FOUND ALIVE

Sensitive About Foot Size

CALIFORNIA -- It was a day many had thought would never come. Experts had argued for nearly a century about the existence of the highly elusive creature, having only amateur photographs and unreliable accounts upon which to base their theories. This weekend however, as if returning from a day of fishing, the mythical "Bigfoot" emerged from the forest in Bluff Creek, California, where he had been spotted a little over a half-century ago. The Daily Bluff caught up the monstrous beast later that day for an interview.

"Sasquatch is the name I prefer", he told our reporters, claiming all the attention around his abnormally large feet has caused him much anxiety over the years. "It's bad enough trying to find shoes that fit. I don't need to be constantly reminded." 

Puzzled when asked where he had been all these years, Bigfoot denied hiding from public contact, exclaiming "I even posed for pictures when the opportunity came up."

Standing nearly seven feet tall and weighing over 800 pounds, Bigfoot has garnered much interest from the local NBA team, the L.A. Lakers. Team management believes he would fit very well with their current lineup and give them the size and strength they have been missing since the departure of Shaquille O'Neal  in 2004.

"He's definitely the type of player we've been looking for", said Coach Mike Brown in a phone interview, "although we'll have to contact the league officials to bypass the current rules against signing bipedal creatures to league contracts."

"Basketball seems fun", commented Bigfoot,"whatever that is."

For now, though, Bigfoot has stated that he'd rather take it slow while adjusting to life in the city. 

"People have been pretty nice to me on the streets", he told reporters when asked about what he thought about finally visiting the city. "I guess we'll see how everything plays out."

"Also, stop calling me Bigfoot."

The Daily Bluff will be sure to stay up to date on Bigfoot`s situation over the coming weeks and months.

Review: The Roots - Undun (2011)

Almost 25 years after the group's formation, The Roots continue to show why they are one of the most long running and critically acclaimed acts in hip-hop history with the release of their eleventh studio album, Undun. The Philadelphia-based group, led by Ahmir "Questlove" Thompson and Tariq "Black Thought" Trotter, has provided us with an artistic masterpiece in this album, recounting the life and death of Redford Stevens, a young urban male who struggles to make something for himself in the world.

The story is told in reverse-chronological order, beginning with a haunting instrumental played over a fading heartbeat, and ending in five minutes of piano and string ridden pieces. The real treasure in this album comes in between, where The Roots have treated us to tracks reminiscent of their albums from the early 90's. Undun features the regular guests of Phonte, Truck North,  Dice Raw and Greg Porn, as well as Sufjan Stevens, Bilal and up-and-comer Big K.R.I.T. . This ensemble of guest acts, combined with the always fresh instrumentation, led by Questlove, and the smooth delivery of Black Thought, provide what could be the most consistent and thought-provoking hip-hop album of the past decade.

The stand-out song on the album, however, has to be "Tip The Scale", which represents the turning point in the life of Redford. It addresses the issue that many black teenagers face while growing up in poverty, which is the decision whether or not to take up a dangerous life of crime in order to escape their own eventual fate of poverty. Dice Raw lives up to his name on this song, providing such a raw hook and verse, which hip-hop enthusiasts will look at for years to come as a classic.

Undun is a must-have for hip-hop and neo-soul fans everywhere. The Roots have proven that some artists do get better with age, and I assure you that this album does not disappoint. In many years, critics will look back and mark this album as not only The Roots best album (to date), but also the best album of the 2000's, and one of the greatest concept albums we will ever hear.

Spoken Word Poetry Analysis

This piece, "Knock Knock" by Daniel Beaty, addresses the issue of an absent father in a young man's life. Beaty tells the story of how during his childhood, his father was incarcerated and consequently, Beaty was raised without a father figure. Beaty uses the name of a game he used to play with his father, "Knock Knock", as a recurring symbol throughout his recitation, which is an aspect that we have looked at in written poetry. Tone, however, is distinguished in this poem not by diction but by the tone and intensity of the speaker's voice as well as facial and body expression. At the beginning of the poem when Beaty is talking about his childhood, his voice is calm and nostalgic as he reminisces over the years he spent with his father. In contrast, at the end of the poem, his voice is raised and he is very dramatic. Tone, and change in tone, is easily distinguishable in spoken word poetry and Beaty uses this aspect to his advantage. There is no rhyme scheme or stanza organization throughout the poem, but that's not to say there is no form; the form is just not conventional. There is surely a distinguishable beginning, middle and conclusion of the poem, with the conclusion referencing back to the start. This "form" is fairly common in spoken word poetry, as it is necessary to be straightforward and clear with the content of the poem to allow the audience to easily understand. This is necessary because, unlike written poetry, the reader cannot go back and read certain lines over again to get a better or deeper understanding. Spoken word poetry in general is very interesting and brings about its own conventions due to the circumstances of performing the poetry orally.

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Poetic Inquiry

A Bus Ride

M. Power

open the door

clunk clunk

the clattering of coins

the bus acknowledges this offering with a roar and a jolt

does it not know I've yet to find a seat?

or is it perhaps disgruntled today 

a sea of faces gathered together

and split apart 

silence

a lady is staring out the window

the adjacent free seat taken up by her bag

"do not disturb"

I sit next to a sleeping man

has he missed his stop?

or is he already at his destination

I wonder where these people are going

a young boy and his father sit quietly

returning home from a day on the city

or maybe on the way

people shuffle to gather their belongings

as their stop is approaching

they pull the string to let the bus know

let us out

they leave as they came

just a passenger in the life of a stranger

I look around for a familiar face

nobody looks back

they are all immersed in books

immersed in music

immersed in thought

immersed in thoughts of the future

of the past

where they're going

or where they came

the bus stops on the road

maybe it needs to catch a breath

I see a girl running towards us

the bus does not

I say nothing

she stomps her foot in frustration

I see my stop ahead

is it time to go already?

I hardly noticed

I hear a familiar clattering at the front

as I get out of my seat

the bus waits this time, though

as I step down the stairs

clunk clunk

close the door