THE GREAT GATSBY ~ Character Poem

THE GREAT GATSBY ~ Character Poem

The Assignment: For this assignment, you will be writing a detailed

poem about one character from The Great Gatsby. Whether you choose a main character or a minor character, it doesn't matter. Your goal is to capture the essence of your understanding and analysis of the character in your poem.

The Requirements: Here's the kicker, folks. You need to practice

using poetic devices in your poem. From this list, you must use at least 3 poetic or literary devices. (If you don't remember what one of the below poetic devices means, look

it up. If the definition doesn't make sense, then please come ask me for help!)

You must have a minimum of 5 stanzas to your poem. The key to this poem is to "tell a story" about the character -- let us see into the character's life, from your perspective.

You also need to include at least two quotes from the novel. Make sure the quote is embedded into the words of the poem properly; otherwise, it will interrupt the flow of the poem. It is important that you make specific references to the text--think about how Fitzgerald describes scenes, characters, and mood. You want your poem to be an accurate portrayal of Fitzgerald's characters, while still incorporating your own analysis of them.

Possible poetic/literary devices to use--

ALLUSION

IMAGERY

IRONY

METAPHOR

PERSONIFICATION

FOIL

ALLITERATION

HYPERBOLE

FLASHBACK

JUXTAPOSITION

ALLITERATION

ASSONANCE

CONSONANCE

ONOMATOPOEIA

SIMILE

STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS

METAPHOR

Daisy

With eyes that suggested She slyly gazed up at men A knowing, coyness would curl at the ends of her mouth They wanted her

And she knew it Like a bottle of bourbon, pocket watch, or job on Wall Street

And she knew it

She had the beauty of Helen Which never left her wanting And the malleable strength of Ophelia Which always left her needing

The woman played the part of a "beautiful little fool" So long as it helped her in the end She wanted her own power and control In a world that was slipping beyond her grip

She didn't know if she had ever felt that warm sentiment before Unless it was when she had someone But normally that was fleeting-- They always left Whether in a motorcar, in the gaze of another woman, Or after she turned her back in not so firm resolve

Like a shiftless sojourner She happened upon situations Without realizing "What she was doing-- As though she had never, all along, intended doing anything at all"

The glass shattered around her And fell to her feet in a heap Without so much as a glance, she took a step Hearing the crunch beneath her She walked ahead, along, and never looked back

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