<span>to create a recurring image or theme within the text</span>
Answer:
A young country women has lived all her life in the quite fields of Texas. She has never experienced the busy and hustling life if the city and is curious to hear the murmuring of people and attractions all around her. She dreams to visit a city filled with lights and charm. She wants to visit the big city, the city that never sleeps, New York City.
When the opportunity finally presented itself to her, She immediately packed all her things and waved goodbye to all her beloved family. She would come home with stories of a land that her kinfolk had never seen beofore. She was ready. She claimed aboard a plane that would take her to New York and anxiously watched her homelands drift away from the window. Dread filled her stomach as she watched everything she was previously familiar with shrink into nothing behind her. Something else filled her stomach as the plane approached the city full of beautiful lights though, a feeling of curiosity and excitement. Once the women boarded off the plane she became one with the crowds on New York. She was excited but fealt uneased. She was very different from the people around her. They were all dressed in modern fashion and wore suits, ties, and fancy dresses. The omen looked down upon her own clothes and hung her head in shame as she realized she was the only person wearing a cowboy hat and boots. She found it strange how people on the other side of America could be so different from her people. These people weren’t welcoming nor cared about anyone new. Hospitality is what the Women had expected because that is what Texans always seemed to show to newcomers and guests. She became overwhelmed as surges of people pushed past her and talked. It felt almost like too much. Too many people. Too much noise. Too much going on. She stopped to take a deep breath and then continued on. She shrugged the thought off as her attention shifted to all the beautiful colors of the city. She watched in amazement as ads and videos blinked and burned all over the place. Her eyes widened as she noticed all the restaurants and stores that were only footsteps away. They had every store she could possibly imagine from a Boot Barn to a Gucci store. They really had it all in this city she thought in excitement. Taxies drove by and filled every road to the brim making it appear that traffic was a constant thing. The women laughed. She thought is strange that someone would pay others for a ride in a car. This was unheard of in her small town in Texas. The Women was thrilled and enjoyed the newness of the city. She indulged in theaters, ate at peculiar restaurants that never existed back at her home, took a ride in a bright yellow taxi, and shopped at multiple stores. New York City really was a strange place filled with many beauties that the Women had never known before.
Answer:
d) The casualties in Vietnam
Explanation:
Kinnell doesn't set out to write a politically charged poem, but the connections he makes lead him in that direction, nonetheless. While living in a Vietnamese hamlet, the narrator of the poem Vapor Trail Reflected in the Frog Pond hears "America Singing," a song composed of the crunching of weapons and the buzz of a bomber jet. Thus, it contrasts conflict with tranquility by depicting a bomber against a tranquil background of the loss.
