(Poetry is part of the English subject. Don't report.) #11
Prompt By StarSwirlDreamGirl
: Honesty

Lies are seen through and they cause trouble. Build false walls they make rubble
With a bite like a snakes and all the trust they break it’d be better to simply state
The truth imitation silk isn’t ever as smooth and fake lenses don't improve your
Vision there are only so many lies before no one listens but if you tell to much
Truth it hurts their feelings. If you tell the hippo it is small than you have to tell
The lion it isn’t scary. And if you say the giraffe isn't tall then surely the zebra
isn’t hairy if you call the truth on them all then you left alone in the library
And you don’t even like to read.

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Kthe pleasure of all living things in baldur's presence means the happiness that the sunlight brings; the sorrow of all living things at his death means the gloom of northern countries when winter comes. reread the two sentences in paragraph 7. what is the best way to improve these sentences. if there are no problems, choose correct as is.' a) correct as is. b) the pleasure of all living things in baldur's presence means the happiness that the sunlight brings; the sorrow of all living things at his death means the gloom that the winter brings. c) the pleasure of all living things in baldur's presence meant the happiness that the sunlight brings, and the sorrow of all living things at his death meant the gloom of a northern winter. d) the pleasure of all living things in baldur's presence means the happiness that the sunlight brings. the sorrow of all living things at his death means the gloom of northern countries when winter comes.

Which image from those paintings does not demonstrate the “suffering” auden describes in his poem?