What is a prose poem? O A. A poem that uses vivid imagery
O B. A poem with sentences
O C. A poem that has a lyrical quality
O D. A poem with unbroken lines

How can i use "as william walking with his wife was seen" as a short sentense

Clearly show? ramona: anna, where does the theme seem to change? anna: according the article: "the fault lies with the fda's inability to release enough information in order to regain the public's trust. but perhaps japan is to blame as well. although there are plans to remove the spent nuclear fuel rods and build a permafrost wall around the four damaged reactors, is this really enough to recover damaged trust? " and then sato goes on to explain this statement. o a. challenging established ideas o b. using evidence to support your conclusions o c. asking clarifying questions o d. synthesizing claims into a single conclusion

What is the theme of the poem, my tongue is divided into two by quique aviles? my tongue is divided into twoby virtue, coincidence or heavenwords jumping out of my mouthstepping on each otherenjoying being a voice for the messageexpecting conclusionsmy tongue is divided into twointo heavy accent bits of confusioninto miracles and accidentssaying things that hurt the heartdrowning in a language that lives, jumps, translatesmy tongue is divided by natureby our crazy desire to triumph and conquerthis tongue is cut up into equal piecesone wants to curse and sing out loudthe other one simply wants to ask for watermy tongue is divided into twoone side likes to partythe other one takes refuge in prayingtongueenglish of the funny soundstonguefunny sounds in englishtonguesounds funny in englishtonguein funny english soundsmy tongue sometimes acts like twoand it goes crazynot knowing which side should be speakingwhich side translatingmy tongue is divided into twoa border patrol runs through the middlefrisking wordsasking for proper identificationchecking for pronunciationmy tongue is divided into twomy tongue is divided into twoi like my tongueit says what feels righti like my tongueit says what feels rightby quique aviles