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Poetry Analysis. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner. by Randall Jarrell From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
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The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner Literal translation. We read the poem as if it were a story…what happens in the poem? 1: The title…what does it mean? What might it mean? What pre-conceptions does the title create? 2: What is unusual in the poem? Is there any abnormal formatting - underlined words, bold text, italics.
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner Literal translation. We read the poem as if it were a story…what happens in the poem? 3: What words don’t you understand? (look them up) 4: Do any words (lines) call attention to themselves?
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner The title…what does it mean? What might it mean? What pre-conceptions does the title create? From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
What is unusual in the poem? Is there any abnormal formatting - underlined words, bold text, italics. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose. From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose. What words don’t you understand? (look them up) What words don’t you understand? (look them up)