Rain by Hone Tuwhare

Tuku, Laga and Teresa's presentation of Rain by Hone Tuwhare. They chose and put the images together that illustrated what was being said in the poem.

As a class, we have been studying poetry.

We read Hone Tuwhare's poem, Rain and focussed on how we use our five senses to interpret things.

We closed our eyes and tried to image how things feel, smell, sound when it's raining. Then, by using Windows Movie Maker, we searched for images that reflected our own answers and made them into little movies to help us interpret the poem.


Rain

I can hear you
Making small holes
In the silence
Rain

If I were deaf
the pores of my skin
would open to you
and shut

And I
should know you
by the lick of you
if I were blind

the something
special smell of you
when the sun cakes
the ground

the steady
drum-roll sound
you make
when the wind drops

But if I
should not hear
smell or feel or see
you

you would still
define me
disperse me
wash over me
rain

Hone Tuwhare

Rain by Hone Tuwhare

Manatu, John and Soni's presentation of Rain by Hone Tuwhare. They chose and put the images together that illustrated what was being said in the poem.

As a class, we have been studying poetry.

We read Hone Tuwhare's poem, Rain and focussed on how we use our five senses to interpret things.

We closed our eyes and tried to image how things feel, smell, sound when it's raining. Then, by using Windows Movie Maker, we searched for images that reflected our own answers and made them into little movies to help us interpret the poem.


Rain

I can hear you
Making small holes
In the silence
Rain

If I were deaf
the pores of my skin
would open to you
and shut

And I
should know you
by the lick of you
if I were blind

the something
special smell of you
when the sun cakes
the ground

the steady
drum-roll sound
you make
when the wind drops

But if I
should not hear
smell or feel or see
you

you would still
define me
disperse me
wash over me
rain

Hone Tuwhare