Day 3 AP Prompts
The following 1999 Advanced Placement Literature
and Composition prompt is typical of an AP Poetry essay. You
can use the same elements of analysis mentioned to approach other
poems.
- Original Prompt: Read the following poem carefully, paying particular
attention to the physical intensity of the language. Then write
a well-organized essay in which you explain how the poet conveys
not just a literal description of picking blackberries but a
deeper understanding of the whole experience. You may wish to
include analysis of such elements as diction, imagery, metaphor,
rhyme, rhythm, and form.
Revised Stable Prompt: In the following poem "Blackberry Picking" by Seamus Heaney, the poet conveys not just a literal description of picking blueberries but a deeper understanding of the whole experience. Read the poem carefully. Then, in a well-written essay, analyze how Heaney uses poetic elements and techniques to develop that complex insight.
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Blackberry Picking by Seamus Heaney
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk-cans, pea-tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.
Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills
We trekked and picked until the cans were full,
Until the tinkling bottom had been covered
With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned
Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered
With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard's.
We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.
But when the bath was filled we found a fur,
A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.
The juice was stinking too. Once off the bush
The fruit fermented, the sweet flesh would turn sour.
I always felt like crying. It wasn't fair
That all the lovely canfuls smelt of rot.
Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.
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For further study, check out the
BBC’s “Study Ireland” website, where
you can hear Heaney read this poem aloud. You can also download
teacher's notes with study
questions.
The College Board’s AP website has sample
essays, a grading rubric, and commentary on the essays.
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Your Turn: And, you knew
it was coming, didn’t you? Write the essay described above. You
will have only 40 minutes.
Listen to Heaney read this
poem.
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