A stranger called this morning He didn't leave his name Left us only silence Life will never be the same A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey Put every sound into a bag And carried them away The whistling of the kettle The turning of the lock The purring of the kitten The ticking of the clock The popping of the toaster ...
2023年5月3日 · An analysis of the The Sound Collector poem by Roger McGough including schema, poetic form, metre, stanzas and plenty more comprehensive statistics.
Analysis (ai): This poem depicts a surreal encounter with a mysterious figure who steals all the ordinary sounds of a household. It gradually builds a comprehensive catalog of these sounds, encompassing various domestic activities and natural occurrences.
A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey Put every sound into a bag And carried it away The whistling of the kettle The turning of the lock The purring of the kitten The ticking of the clock
A stranger called this morning Dressed all in black and grey Put every sound into a bag And carried it away The whistling of the kettle The turning of the lock The purring of the kitten The ticking of the clock
2013年3月8日 · This week we have been studying lots of poems all about sound – including Roger McGough’s poem The Sound Collector. We learnt about ‘onomatopoeia’ (on-o-mat-o-pee-a), which is the name we give to words which sound like the sounds they are describing – for example: ‘crash’, ‘plop’, ‘rumble’, or ‘quack’!
Where did the sound collector visit and take sounds from? How do you know? Example answer: The sound collector took sounds from a home. I know this because “The popping of the toaster, the crunching of the flakes,” are noises of breakfast food being made which happens each morning in a home. “Life will never be the same.”