Friday, January 3, 2003

Under A Telephone Pole Comments

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I am a copper wire slung in the air,
Slim against the sun I make not even a clear line of shadow.
Night and day I keep singing--humming and thrumming:
It is love and war and money; it is the fighting and the
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Carl Sandburg
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Guyzz 16 December 2019

The falcons are my favorite team and they beat the nines by a centimeter go cubs go

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Guyzz 16 December 2019

What is the figurative language in the poem

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