some things

Past half way already.  That does seem odd.  Time flies when you're having fun I guess.  Well, and the summer sessions are incredibly condensed.  So we continue on into the land of poetry while in room 1130, but on our own it is Mr. Pip that is supposedly filling the hours.  I'm about a third of the way in at this point, and I really don't mind it so far.  In fact, like was the case with Steve, it is kind of hard to put down.  Nothing too terribly awful has happened yet, but Luke assures us that it gets really depressing...wonderful.  The situation of the setting in itself is rather unfortunate, but the world as seen through the young and hopeful eyes of Matilda almost masks what is going on around her.  I'll just have to keep reading.

Found poems were officially found and read to the class.  Who would have thought poetry could be hiding on hair spray bottles ("Big Sexy Hair" - nice choice Medina), in the U.S Constitution, on a coffee can, and of course, even in a math textbook to name a few.  They were all pretty unique an fun to hear.  A few things were mentioned along the lines of poetry during the found poem recitations, and really just throughout the course of class.

A change of style in writing leads to a change of meaning.  An example being to take a paragraph form of something and extract parts, putting them into lines or stanzas.  

Repetition is often times effectively used to give linguistic power.

The confusing and obscure is okay, and at times is more appropriate and necessary than the clear, simple and direct.  

Poetry is made out of the world. 

What isn't a tale having something to do with life and/or death? 

Poetry (and writing/literature in general) is a way of preserving an experience.

To consider: oral traditions vs. writing; importance of dialectic.

Rudimental knowledge is to be known so that one may later change and "play" with the rules.

The MSU motto was found in a sonnet.