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Miranda L
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“Meteor Watch”
By Naomi Shihab Nye
1.Leaving the car on a high hill in the dark,
we spread a tablecloth on the ground
and eat with our fingers –
grapes, gingersnaps, cheese –
5.staring at the huge sky.
This night feels ripe.
What will flash by?
We want stars to surprise us.
We want to be
10.amazed.
Each streak of light, we cry out.
If you turn your head
For just a minute, you can miss one.
Focus on east,
15.You lose the ones in the west.
I think of people knowing one another
in the great spaces,
the brave arc of connection
between friends, lit up.
20.And all the quiet stars
holding their places in between.
Can someone find the symbolism and imagery of this poem? The shift and the theme?
By Naomi Shihab Nye
1.Leaving the car on a high hill in the dark,
we spread a tablecloth on the ground
and eat with our fingers –
grapes, gingersnaps, cheese –
5.staring at the huge sky.
This night feels ripe.
What will flash by?
We want stars to surprise us.
We want to be
10.amazed.
Each streak of light, we cry out.
If you turn your head
For just a minute, you can miss one.
Focus on east,
15.You lose the ones in the west.
I think of people knowing one another
in the great spaces,
the brave arc of connection
between friends, lit up.
20.And all the quiet stars
holding their places in between.
Can someone find the symbolism and imagery of this poem? The shift and the theme?