The Dawn’s Awake
By Otto Leland Bohanan

The Dawn’s awake!
A flash of smoldering flame and fire
Ignites the East. Then, higher, higher,
O’er all the sky so gray, forlorn1,
The torch of gold is borne.

The Dawn’s awake!
The dawn of a thousand dreams and thrills.
And music singing in the hills
A paean2 of eternal spring.
Voices the new awakening.

The Dawn’s awake!
Whispers of pent-up harmonies,
With the mingled fragrance of the trees;
Faint snatches of half-forgotten song--
Fathers! Torn and numb,--
The boon of light we craved, awaited long,
Has come, has come!

1Pitifully sad and abandoned or lonely
2A song of praise or triumph

Directions: Identify the type of figurative language that best fits the bolded words or phrases. Then explain how each one helps develop imagery within the poem. Remember that your responses should be at least 3-5 sentences in length.

The Dawn’s awake!
It is personification,

Eternal spring
Hyperbole,

Has come, has come!
Repetition,

The Black Land
By Joseph Warren Beach

I will pough the land,
Turning up the black soil.
I will ride upon this heaving surface
As a boat rides upon the water.
Even as a boat
Cleaving the water with an eager keel,
I have run a furrow1
Straight across the ridges.

I will sow down this field,
Scattering gems.
With both hands will I scatter
Quivering emeralds out of a bottomless pouch.

As I tread the loam2
My feet sink deep.
The black earth embraces my ankles
And clings to my bent knees.

I sing as I go
Scattering emeralds.
The wind sings upon my lips,
And pearls stream off my neck and forehead.
I am bathed in a sweat of pearls.

Eyes straight forward
Rest on a brightening ultimate slope.

1A long narrow trench made in the ground by a plow.
2Soil with equal amounts of sand, silt, and clay.

Directions: Identify the type of figurative language that best fits the bolded words or phrases. Then explain how each one helps develop imagery within the poem. Remember that your responses should be at least 5-7 sentences in length.

I will ride upon this heaving surface / As a boat rides upon the water.

The black earth embraces my ankles / And clings to my bent knees.



And pearls stream off my neck and forehead. I am bathed in a sweat of pearls.


















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