Answer:
Nature Poem follows Teebs—a young, queer, American Indian (or NDN) poet—who can’t bring himself to write a nature poem. For the reservation-born, urban-dwelling hipster, the exercise feels stereotypical, reductive, and boring. He hates nature. He prefers city lights to the night sky. He’d slap a tree across the face. He’d rather write a mountain of hashtag punchlines about death and give head in a pizza-parlor bathroom; he’d rather write odes to Aretha Franklin and Hole. While he’s adamant—bratty, even—about his distaste for the word “natural,” over the course of the book we see him confronting the assimilationist, historical, colonial-white ideas that collude NDN people with nature. The closer his people were identified with the “natural world,” he figures, the easier it was to mow them down like the underbrush. But Teebs gradually learns how to interpret constellations through his own lens, along with human nature, sexuality, language, music, and Twitter. Even while he reckons with manifest destiny and genocide and centuries of disenfranchisement, he learns how to have faith in his own voice.
Explanation:
Could you add the sentences please?
This is punctuated correctly.
"Marshmallows are my favorite snack" is a complete sentence unto itself.
The comma instead of a period shows that the sentence spoken is part of the whole sentence, which includes the speaker (she) and a word to describe how the speaker said it (explained).
Answer:
1. trucks
2. toy poodle
3. jerry
4. macy's
5. in that movie
6. bald eagle
7. a spitfire
8. benito grasselli
9. joyce
10. min
11. finished the hole
12. michelle
13. porsche
14. the car
15. dale
disclaimer!!!: i don't know what grade this is, but i am in 9th grade and i answered these to the best of my knowlegde!!( i am also in honors english) p.s. good luck! :)
The authors perspective he feels that the storm is not damaging, that the winds are soft to him, I don't think the forest needs the storm because the wind can destroy the trees. Muir feels that the wind and the storm together make beautiful sounds.The author feels the love of the wind, how it caresses the trees, stimulates their growth and develops their strength and beauty. He KNOWS trees--all their names, how their needles are different, and how each species even smells different.
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