Journal Exercise 5.3 B: Responding to Literature
1.
The cherry blossoms dint each other in the whisper of wind as I
throw them up in the air and prance under them, pretending I am
someone else's bride.
He comes, charging like a mule with his lips pursed and his hands clutched
over the bronze medallion he wears as if it were his heart-
his wife-
and I'm caught white handed with the smiles and the
cherry blossoms,
which dint each other in the whisper of wind and his
whispers to the guards.
When he turns his back, I see no more white
but only red,
only the cherries,
only my
blood
stained
smile.
2.
With the last line of his poem, Robert Browning not only casts light
on his character of the duke, but he also leaves the reader with a chilled
feeling. More than an effective conclusion, the line...
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