• "Sunstrike" by DOUGLAS LIVINGSTONE

    From s17089@paulroos.co.za@21:1/5 to igs.net on Tue May 28 12:02:09 2019
    On Saturday, November 14, 1998 at 10:00:00 AM UTC+2, igs.net wrote:
    SUNSTRIKE
    Douglas Livingstone

    A solitary prospector
    staggered, locked in a vision
    of slate hills that capered
    on the molten horizon.

    Waterless, he came to where
    a river had run, now a band
    flowing only in ripples
    of white unquenchable sand.

    Cursing, he dug sporadically
    here, here, as deep as his arm,
    and sat quite still, eyes thirstily
    incredulous on his palm.

    A handful of alluvial
    diamonds leered back, and more: mixed
    in the scar, glinted globules
    of rubies, emeralds, onyx.

    And then he was swimming in fire
    and drinking, splashing hot halos
    of glittering drops at the choir
    of assembled carrion crows.

    can we get notes on the poem pls

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  • From yousifalhelo78@gmail.com@21:1/5 to igs.net on Sat May 9 13:57:56 2020
    On Saturday, 14 November 1998 11:00:00 UTC+3, igs.net wrote:
    SUNSTRIKE
    Douglas Livingstone

    A solitary prospector
    staggered, locked in a vision
    of slate hills that capered
    on the molten horizon.

    Waterless, he came to where
    a river had run, now a band
    flowing only in ripples
    of white unquenchable sand.

    Cursing, he dug sporadically
    here, here, as deep as his arm,
    and sat quite still, eyes thirstily
    incredulous on his palm.

    A handful of alluvial
    diamonds leered back, and more: mixed
    in the scar, glinted globules
    of rubies, emeralds, onyx.

    And then he was swimming in fire
    and drinking, splashing hot halos
    of glittering drops at the choir
    of assembled carrion crows.

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  • From basetsanaamogelang863@gmail.com@21:1/5 to igs.net on Thu May 21 03:01:36 2020
    On Saturday, 14 November 1998 10:00:00 UTC+2, igs.net wrote:
    SUNSTRIKE
    Douglas Livingstone

    A solitary prospector
    staggered, locked in a vision
    of slate hills that capered
    on the molten horizon.

    Waterless, he came to where
    a river had run, now a band
    flowing only in ripples
    of white unquenchable sand.

    Cursing, he dug sporadically
    here, here, as deep as his arm,
    and sat quite still, eyes thirstily
    incredulous on his palm.

    A handful of alluvial
    diamonds leered back, and more: mixed
    in the scar, glinted globules
    of rubies, emeralds, onyx.

    And then he was swimming in fire
    and drinking, splashing hot halos
    of glittering drops at the choir
    of assembled carrion crows.

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  • From basetsanaamogelang863@gmail.com@21:1/5 to All on Thu May 21 03:00:09 2020
    Quote the personification in stanza 1
    Quote and explain the metaphor in stanza 1
    Explain what his palm symbolizes in stanza 3
    Quote and explain the simile in stanza 3
    Quote and explain two examples of alliteration in stanza 4

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  • From denkbaar@21:1/5 to basetsanaamogelang863@gmail.com on Mon May 25 12:02:38 2020
    On 21-5-2020 12:00, basetsanaamogelang863@gmail.com wrote:
    Quote the personification in stanza 1
    Quote and explain the metaphor in stanza 1
    Explain what his palm symbolizes in stanza 3
    Quote and explain the simile in stanza 3
    Quote and explain two examples of alliteration in stanza 4


    I’m not going to do all that.

    Just want to say I like the poem a lot.

    d.

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