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      <title>Per 5  by DAVIS MICHAEL</title>
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      <pubDate>2020-10-30 15:24:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Arrogant</title>
         <author>mpdavis3</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. Our country is a beacon upon a hill for all the <mark>little, weak </mark>countries out there. <br>2. The world looks to us as the <mark>mighty father.</mark> <br>3. Our military can <mark>crush </mark>any opponent. <br>4. The burden of being the <mark>best</mark> is tiring, but we will <mark>prevail.</mark><br><br>The author's arrogant view of his country is betrayed in his diction. He sees America as the <mark>"mighty father" </mark>of the world, which implies other countries are America's feeble children. And that's the kindest idea he has; in other instances he sees other countries as entities that need to be "<mark>prevail[ed]"</mark> upon and <mark>"crushed."</mark></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 12:51:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Accepting</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1.) You better stay there, <mark>cousin</mark>, I warn him<br>2.)The gopher snake and I <mark>get along nicely<br></mark>3.) My <mark>companion</mark> disappeared.<br>4.) A <mark>fellow</mark> creature.<br><br>The author's accepting nature is expressed through his dictiction. He refers to the snakes in his writing as <mark>cousin, companion, and fellow</mark> in order to paint their relationship in a more non-discriminatory manner. He also recalls that the snake that lives near him <mark>get[s] along nicely</mark> with the ranger which is not the usual relationship between snakes and men, therefore showing that he is more accepting in nature.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:04:44 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1.) The mornings there for, as I started to say and meant to say, are all the <mark>sweeter</mark> in the knowledge of what the afternoon is likely to bring.</div><div>2.) Yet the springtime winds are as much a part of the canyon country as the science and the <mark>glamorous distances</mark>; you learn, after a number of years, to <mark>love</mark> them also.</div><div>3.) Like a living caduceus they wind and unwind about each other in undulant, <mark>graceful</mark>, perpetual motion, moving slowly across a dome of sandstone.</div><div>4.) Raising dust and sand in funnel shaped twisters that spin across the desert briefly, <mark>like dancers,</mark> and then collapse-</div><div>The way the author kind of romanticizes his writing has a poetic sound to it. The describing words he used give the objects a soft, graceful feel. </div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:04:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "funnel-shaped twisters that<mark> spin </mark>across the desert briefly, like <mark>dancers</mark>"<br>2. the serious wind, the voice of  the desert rising  to a <mark>demented</mark> howl"<br>3.  a few big ravens hang around an croak<mark> harsh clanking</mark> statements of smug satisfaction."<br>4."the mourning doves whose plaintive call suggests<mark> irresistibly</mark> a kind of seeking out, the attempt by<mark> separated</mark> souls. <br><br>The author uses poetic diction to write a more in-depth version of the story.  By using the word "spin" to describe the twister appearing to look like "dancers" the author paints a descriptive picture in our head. In the other poetic word choices such as "harsh clanking" "demented" and "irresistibly," the author makes the story more intricate and added to his main idea that "all living things on earth are kindred." <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:04:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ordinary </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1) As mentioned before,<mark> I share</mark> the house trailer with a number of mice<br>2) Even if i had it in my hands I'd hesitate to blast a <mark>fellow creature</mark> at such a close range. <br>3) <mark>My visitor </mark>is still waiting beneath the doorstep, basing in the sun, fully alert.<br>4) I'm a humanist; I'd <mark>rather kill a man</mark> than a snake.<br><br>The authors use of diction makes everything he is talking about seem ordinary. He talks and interacts with the animals as if they were humans.  He uses words such as<mark> "my visitor,"</mark> and he explains how he <mark>"share[s]"</mark> with them. He doesn't think anything of it, he goes on as if everything the man says and does for the animals is ordinary. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/mpdavis3/od0bbdbjwoyzfeyh/wish/1114648637</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "Whirlwinds from which issue no voice or word except the <mark>forlorn moan</mark> of the elements under stress"<br>2. "The pinyon jays are whirling in <mark>garrulous, gregarious</mark> flocks"<br>3. "There is a burlap sack in the cab of the truck which I carry when plucking <mark>Kleenex flowers</mark> from the brush"<br>4. "their performance resembles so strongly a <em><mark>pas de deux</mark></em> by formal lovers.<br><br>The author illustrates his story with his poetic word choice. He first sets the stage for the story by acknowledging the <mark>"forlorn moan"</mark> of the natural world around him, creating a feeling of sorrowful understanding in his audience. The author even describes the parts of his surroundings that may seem revulsive and turns them into a more pleasant image. He picks up <mark>"Kleenex flowers"</mark> along the road. This creates beauty in what people see as trash.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. sand in <mark>funnel-shaped </mark>twisters<br>2. They <mark>intertwine</mark> and separate, <mark>glide</mark> side by side<br>3. The pinyon jays are whirling in <mark>garrulous</mark>, <mark>gregarious</mark> flocks<br>4. Yet the springtime winds are as much a part of the canyon country as the silence and <mark>glamorous distances</mark>; you learn to <mark>love</mark> them also <br><br>This illustrates the authors poetic story because instead of saying "the pinyon jays flew in flocks" the author uses words like <mark>"garrulous"</mark> and <mark>"gregarious".</mark> The author also makes the canyon sound more human like, like the canyon is an old friend of theirs by saying "you learn to <mark>love</mark> them also". This makes his story more interesting and engaging and adds descriptive words to make what he is describing expand in the reader's mind.       </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1) They <mark>intertwine</mark> and separate, <mark>glide</mark> side by side<br>2) Yet the springtime winds are as much a part of the canyon country as the science and the <mark>glamorous distances</mark>; you learn, after a number of years, to <mark>love</mark> them also.<br>3)Their lean<mark> elegant bodies</mark> making a <mark>soft</mark> hissing noise as they slide over sand and stone.<br>4)The pinyon jays are whirling in <mark>garrulous, gregarious</mark> flocks from one <mark>stunted tree</mark> to the next<br><br>The authors poetic perspective on nature is extremely evident throughout the passage, they are not just flocks of birds, the author sees "garrulous, gregarious" flocks of pinyon jays. They are not just snakes moving around, but rather, he sees their "elegant bodies" sliding over sand and stone. He truly appreciates the beauty of what he sees.</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emotional</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>1. "Two gopher snakes on my verandah <mark>engaged</mark> in what seems to be a kind of ritual dance. Like a living caduceus they wind and unwind about each other in <mark>undulant</mark>, <mark>graceful,</mark> <mark>perpetual motion</mark>, moving slowly across the dome of sandstone"<br>2. "I recognize that when and where they serve purposes of mine they do so for <mark>beautifully selfish reasons </mark>of there own. Which is the way it should be. I suggest, however, that it is a foolish, simple minded rationalism which denies any form of <mark>emotion </mark>to all but man and his dog."<br>3. "We are <mark>compatible</mark>. From my point of view, Friends."<br>4. "For an instant I am <mark>paralyzed with wonder</mark>; then <mark>stung by fear</mark> too <mark>ancient </mark>and <mark>powerful</mark> to overcome I scramble back, rising to my knees."<br><br>The authors use of diction makes his writing very emotional. He wants to draw in emotions and show the reader how he is feeling. He uses wording like <mark>"paralyzed with wonder,"</mark> <mark>"stung by fear"</mark> and <mark>"engaged"</mark> to show the different emotions. He tells the reader his thoughts and feeling as he goes though the different experiences as he watches the snakes. <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. The mornings therefore, as I started to say and meant to say, are all the <mark>sweeter in the knowledge </mark>of what the afternoon is likely to bring.<br>2. <mark>funnel shaped twisters</mark> that spin across the desert briefly.<br>3. The pinyon jays are whirling in<mark> garrulous, gregarious</mark> flocks from one stunted tree to the next and back again.<br>4. They <mark>intertwine and separate.</mark><br>The author uses a lot of description to describe these things, adding these words makes what we are reading more understandable and memorable.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1.  "In midsummer the <mark>sweetest hour</mark> begins at sundown, after the <mark>awful heat </mark>of the afternoon"<br>2.  "their <mark>song</mark>... sounds like, a <mark>brooding</mark> <mark>meditation</mark> on space, on <mark>solitude</mark>."<br>3.  "funnel shaped twisters that <mark>spin across</mark> the desert briefly"<br>4. "after<mark> a moments pause</mark> the two snakes come straight towards me, in <mark>flawless unison</mark>."<br><br>The author uses poetic diction in the way that he describes nature as being such a peaceful, flawless place, and is able to gracefully exaggerate his descriptions of the simple beauty of natural occurrences.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>disgust/pretentious</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. I don't want <em><mark>them</mark></em> camping under my home ~~change<br>2 I'm a humanist; I'd rather kill a <em><mark>man</mark></em> than a snake<br>3 I suggest, however, that it's a <mark>foolish, simple-minded </mark>rationalism which denies any form of emotion to all animals but man and dog.<br>4 We are obliged, therefore, to spread the news, <mark>painful and bitter</mark> though it may be for some to hear, that all living things on earth are kindred.<br><br>The author illustrates his disgust of other humans by calling them "foolish" and "simple-minded." He also says that he would rather kill a "<em>man</em>" than a snake and he has man in italics to show how he thinks that men are below animals, showing how he thinks he is better than other men. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:05:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>considerate </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. " My <strong>visitor</strong> is still waiting beneath the doorstep, baking in the sun, fully alert."<br>2. "<strong>Im afraid</strong> that in leaning over for it I might stir up the rattler or spill some hot coffee <strong>on his scales</strong>."<br>3. " It's foolish and <strong>unfair</strong> to impute to the doves, with serious <strong>concerns</strong> for their own, an interest in question more appropriate to their human kin."<br>4. " They don't disturb me and are <strong>welcome to my crumbs and leavings."<br>The author uses considerate diction in this piece because he is very concerned for the animals and mostly snakes he comes across. He allows mice in his home, snakes under his porch, and allows them to eat "crumbs and leavings," basically allowing them in his home. He watches for them and cares about them.</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:06:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[e forlorn moan of the elements under stress"]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:06:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. “Not until the afternoon does the wind begin to blow, raising dust and sand in<mark> funnel-shaped twisters</mark> that <mark>spin across the desert briefly, like dancers</mark>, and then collapse- whirlwinds from which issue no voice or word except the <mark>forlorn moan of the elements under stress</mark>.” top of 575<br><br>^The author’s use of detailed description and anthropomorphism is displayed through a figurative and poetic narrative, painting his point of view of nature into our minds. He illustrates “the wind begin[ing] to blow, raising dust and sand in funnel-shaped twisters that spin across the desert briefly, like dancers” which such word choice the readers know this exact view.<br><br>Other examples: <br>2. “ But the name is apt:<mark> he is small and dusty-looking</mark>, with <mark>a little knob above each eye-</mark>-- the horns. His bite though is temporarily disabling <mark>would not likely kill a full-grown man in normal health</mark>.” top of 577<br><br>3. “Hoping to domesticate this<mark> sleek, handsome and docile reptile"</mark> Paragraph 2 on 578<br><br>4. “In this position, he sometimes <mark>sticks his head out between shirt buttons for a survey of the weather</mark>” End of third paragraph on 578</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:10:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "Not until afternoon does the wind begin to blow, raising the dust and sand in <mark>funnel shaped twisters</mark> that spin across the desert briefly,<mark> like dancers</mark> and then collapse."<br>2. The pinyon jays are <mark>whirling in garrulous, gregarious flocks</mark> from one stunted tree to the next and back again."<br>3. "Like a living caduceus, they <mark>wind and unwind</mark> about each other in a <mark>undulant, graceful, perpetual motion</mark>, moving slowly across the dome of sandstone"<br>4.  "There is a burlap sack in the cab of the truck which I carry when plucking <mark>Kleenex Flowers </mark>from the brush"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:10:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Gracefully Poetic</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "...Raising dust and sand in f<mark>unnel-shaped twisters that spin across the desert briefly, like dancers, and then collapse</mark>" Top of 575<br>2. "The pinyon jays are whirling in <mark>garrulous, gregarious</mark> flocks from one stunted tree to the next and back again,<mark> erratic exuberant</mark> games without any practical function" 575.<br>3.  "Like a living <mark>caduceus </mark>they wind and unwind around each other in a <mark>undulant</mark>, <mark>graceful</mark>, perpetual motion, moving slowly across a <mark>dome of sandstone</mark>" 579.<br>4. They intertwine and separate, glide side by side in perfect congruence, turn like mirror images of each other  and glide back again, wind and unwind again" 579.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:15:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Immersion</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Not until the afternoon does the wind begin to blow, raising dust and sand in funnel-shaped twisters that spin across the desert briefly, <mark>like dancers</mark>, and then collapse" <br>"a few big ravens hang around a croak<mark> harsh clanking</mark> statements of smug satisfaction."<br>"Like a living caduceus, they wind and unwind about each other in <mark>a undulant, graceful, perpetual motion,</mark> moving slowly across the dome of sandstone"<br>"The pinyon jays are whirling in<mark> garrulous, gregarious</mark> flocks from one stunted tree to the next and back again."<br>When the author engages in such salient word choice, as well as the occasional onomatopoeia, it conveys a vivid sense of imagery and allows the describes narrative to smoothly flow off the paper, in the case of "undulant, graceful, perpetual motion," or pop off the paper in the case of "clanking".</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-01-22 16:17:01 UTC</pubDate>
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