When the black snake

flashed onto the morning road,

and the truck could not swerve--

death, that is how it happens.

Now he lies looped and useless

as an old bicycle tire

i stop the car

and carry him into the bushes.

Poetry of place

poetry of spirit

poetry of nature

poetry of family

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Danielle Bird

English

29 July, 17:35

When the black snake

flashed onto the morning road,

and the truck could not swerve--

death, that is how it happens.

Now he lies looped and useless

as an old bicycle tire

i stop the car

and carry him into the bushes.

Poetry of place

poetry of spirit

poetry of nature

poetry of family

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Elliott Bolton · Answer 1

The correct answer is c) option poetry of nature.

The poetry in the above poem or stanza is poetry of nature. Any other option do not have any thing to do with it.

When the black snakeflashed onto the morning road,and the truck could not swerve--death, that is how it happens.Now he lies looped and uselessas an old bicycle tirei stop the carand carry him into the bushes.Poetry of placepoetry of spiritpoetry of naturepoetry of family

When the black snake

flashed onto the morning road,

and the truck could not swerve--

death, that is how it happens.

Now he lies looped and useless

as an old bicycle tire

i stop the car

and carry him into the bushes.

Poetry of place

poetry of spirit

poetry of nature

poetry of family