Answer:
Mist is a breeze, like the exhaust of a stone.
Nothing of faith, with money and gold, can bring me a pile of lavender mold.
A pinwheel of sugar, a pinwheel of hope, can bring down the heart of a calendar cope.
Haha :P this poem probably doesn't make any sense :D Hope this helps!
<em>-kiniwih426</em>
Answer:
we need the lines the whole story no evidence no answer...
Stream of consciousness. ... In literary criticism, stream of consciousness is a narrative mode or method that attempts "to depict the multitudinous thoughts and feelings which pass through the mind" of a narrator. This is the answer
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Excerpt of The Grapes of Wrath:
And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and
they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have
come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the
fruit-and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains.
And the smell of rot fills the country.
The answer is A.
The narrator mainly feels bitter toward those he interacts with in town.
C.her descriptions of the lush plant life is your answer
