Wednesday 5 June 2013

The Guardian, by Kurt

 
 
This poem is abouta snowman guarding a front yard until the Sun comes around. This poem is a concrete poem, with the words forming the shape of the snowman. Interestingly, the words about the hat form the hat, the words about the arms form the arms and so on. This poem has personification (stands guard in our front yard) and a simile (warms passers-by, like a wool scarf).

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