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    <description><![CDATA[Your teacher given you an impossible task?  In search of divine inspiration to help you along?]]></description>
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      <title>Re: Handstan by Linda Sue Park</title>
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      <author>lg</author>
      <description><![CDATA[Narrative, yes.  Trouble with labels, as Linda suggests, also yes.

What is it about:  personal challenge, athletic trial/triumph, human endeavor, gymnastics.


Les]]></description>
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      <title>Re: Handstan by Linda Sue Park</title>
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      <author>Hugh Clary</author>
      <description><![CDATA[Superficially, it is about how one performs a handstand. 

Looking at the definition on Bob's Byway:

NARRATIVE

    The narration of an event or story, stressing details of plot, incident, and action. Along with dramatic and lyric verse, it is one of the three main groups of poetry. 

We can say that it details an event: performing a handstand. It has some action and a semblance of a plot of sorts. Does that make it a narrative poem? Sure, why not. 

Does the poem go beyond merely outlining how to do a handstand? Are there any of life's lessons to be gained from the experience? Is the experience exhilarating? Is one superhuman from having such a skill?

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      <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 17:48:50 +0100</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Handstan by Linda Sue Park</title>
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      <author>Geoff</author>
      <description><![CDATA[any ideas on what its about or if its a narrative?]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 22:58:54 +0100</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Handstan by Linda Sue Park</title>
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      <author>Hugh Clary</author>
      <description><![CDATA[From Bob's Byway:









Personally, I would label it lyric, but would not quarrel with a definition of dramatic or narrative. Do those definitions leave you feeling that something is lacking in such labels? Me, too. 

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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 22:35:13 +0100</pubDate>
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      <title>Handstan by Linda Sue Park</title>
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      <author>Geoff</author>
      <description><![CDATA[Handstand 


There isn't anything that's not important. Your toes 
must be pointed, knees locked, buttocks clenched 
to the edge of pain. Ribs arch, torso elongates 
to an elegance impossible elsewhere. Shoulders 
extended, you glare at your hands. So much 
for the easy part, and truly, it is easy; you need only 
get there and freeze the parts into place, then a corner 
of your brain will keep them cold while you turn 
inward, to the challenge. No one but another 
gymnast would guess that it lies in the pressure 
from ten whorled pads, in the hinge between hand 
and forearm. Adjusting by microns, fingertip, wrist, 
you play as a child, gravity the most beautiful of toys. 
You could stay up forever, the world inverted 
but in such perfect balance that coming down 
is like a small deaththe line breaks, your feet 
touch the mat, your spine reclaims its ordinary 
curves; you are dull and mortal as before. 


Linda Sue Park

Narrative or not a narrative? ]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2006 21:54:27 +0100</pubDate>
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