Discuss the role of conflict in the Poem "Uncoiling" By Pat Mora?
With thorns, she scratches on my window, tosses her hair dark with rain, snares lightning, cholla,1 hawks, butterfly swarms in the tangles. 5 She sighs clouds, head thrown back, eyes closed, roars and rivers leap, boulders retreat like crabs into themselves. 10 She spews gusts and thunder, spooks pale women who scurry to lock doors, windows when her tumbleweed skirt starts its spin. They sing lace lullabies 15 so their children won’t hear her uncoiling through her lips, howling leaves off trees, flesh off bones, until she becomes 20 sound, spins herself to sleep, sand stinging her ankles, whirring into her raw skin like stars.
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yeah but there is no one in English :(
It goes under literature...I can help you though
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Okay is there answer choices?
nope
You read it and look for Conflict in the Poem
The whole thing is conflict..Going around being mean to people...Thats my decision...Let me get a good person at this kinda stuff
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