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“Conceit”ed Definition Poem Rough Draft Due:_______ Final Draft Due:______ A conceit is a special kind of metaphor which makes comparisons between two unlike things. Comparing justice with beef-stew, or evil to a twinkie for example. While using conceits in logical arguments doesn’t do much good, using conceits in poetry creates opportunities to explore the commonalities between two unlike object. Through the use of other kinds of figurative language, conceits can imaginatively and concretely define abstract ideas. For this assignment you must write a poem which makes use of a conceit to define something. The poem must be 80-150 words long and free verse. You must use space and line breaks effectively. There is No Frigate Like A Book -Emily Dickinson The Life Beside This One -John Morris Sonnet 18 -William Shakespeare There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry -This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll -How frugal is the Chariot That bears the Human soul. In the life you lead Beside this one, It is natural for you To resemble America. You require one woman. You give her your name. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee. You work, you love; You take satisfaction. You are the president of something. You are the same. The children are clean, They turn into lawyers. They write long letters And come home for Christmas. It is a kind of Connecticut Not to be twenty-five again. Carefully in the evening You do not think Of the life you lead Beside this one.