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Yusef Komunyakaa: Poet at War

By, Michael Frigo, Zack Borkan, Andrew Davies, Sean Adelhelm . Yusef Komunyakaa: Poet at War . Thanks. for the vague white flower that pointed to the gleaming metal reflecting how it is to be broken like mist over the grass, as we played some deadly game for blind gods.

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Yusef Komunyakaa: Poet at War

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  1. By, Michael Frigo, Zack Borkan, Andrew Davies, Sean Adelhelm Yusef Komunyakaa: Poet at War

  2. Thanks for the vague white flower that pointed to the gleaming metal reflecting how it is to be broken like mist over the grass, as we played some deadly game for blind gods. What made me spot the monarch writhing on a single thread tied to a farmer's gate, holding the day together like an unfingered guitar string, is beyond me. Maybe the hills grew weary & leaned a little in the heat. Again, thanks for the dud hand grenade tossed at my feet outside Chu Lai. I'm still falling through its silence. I don't know why the intrepid sun touched the bayonet, but I know that something stood among those lost trees & moved only when I moved. Thanks for the tree between me & a sniper's bullet. I don't know what made the grass sway seconds before the Viet Cong raised his soundless rifle. Some voice always followed, telling me which foot to put down first. Thanks for deflecting the ricochet against that anarchy of dusk. I was back in San Francisco wrapped up in a woman's wild colors, causing some dark bird's love call to be shattered by daylight when my hands reached up & pulled a branch away from my face. Thanks

  3. Bio • Born in Bogalusa, Louisiana on April 29, 1947 • Correspondent for The Southern Cross in the Vietnam War • Awarded Bronze Star • Most famous book was Neon Vernacular which won the Pulitzer Prize in 1994

  4. Patterns • Poems based on Vietnam War, The South, and love • Literary Devices: Similes, Metaphors, Personification, alliteration

  5. Patterns • Structure: Not much rhyming, narrative, journalistic • Poems: Love-A Reed Boat • Vietnam-Thanks and A Break from the Bush • South-Venus Flytrap

  6. Vietnam War • “Thanks for the tree between me & a sniper's bullet.” • “Small animals took refuge against our bodies; we held our breath, ready to spring the L-shaped ambush”

  7. How it influenced him • Set in Vietnam. • About luck, death, and his experience in the warzone.

  8. The South • “Unmindful of snakes & yellowjackets,” • “The tall flowers in my dreams are big as the First State Bank” • “I also know bees can't live without flowers.”

  9. How it influenced him • Set in America in the South. • The tension race.

  10. Love • “There's no other way to say this: I fell in love.” • “Except the ones I love. They have women's names”

  11. How it influenced him • Marriage, affairs, relationships • Love for war, lust to fight, love during war

  12. Influences • Life Experience-Vietnam War and Love • Cultural Background-The South/KKK

  13. Critique • “striking, original, and well-crafted poetry” • We agree... • “I pulled the crumbled photograph from his fingers. There's no other way to say this: I fell in love.” • Love and war

  14. Critique • “Vitality, vibrancy, and an admirable concern for human suffering” • We agree… • “Everything's a heat mirage; a river tugs at their slow feet.”

  15. Critique

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