Cloudy Day - Memorising Poem - Jimmy Santiago Baca

Question 1

Stanza 1

Answer 1

It is windy today. A wall of wind crashes against,
windows clunk against, iron frames
as wind swings past broken glass
and seethes, like a frightened cat
in empty spaces of the cell block

Question 2

Stanza 2

Answer 2

In the exercise yard
we sat huddled in our prison jackets,
on our haunches against the fence,
and the wind carried our words
over the fences,
while the vigilant guard on the tower
held his cap at the sudden gust.

Question 3

Stanza 3

Answer 3

I could see the main tower from where I sat,
and the wind in my face
gave me the feeling I could grasp
the tower like a cornstalk,
and snap it from its roots of rock

Question 4

Stanza 4

Answer 4

The wind plays it like a flute,
this hollow shoot of rock.
The brim girded with barbwire
with a guard sitting there also,
listening intently to the sounds
as clouds cover the sun

Question 5

Stanza 5

Answer 5

I thought of the day I was coming to prison,
in the back seat of a police car,
hands and ankles chained, the policeman pointed,
“See that big water tank? The big
silver one out there, sticking up?
That’s the prison.”

Question 6

Stanza 6

Answer 6

And here I am, I cannot believe it.
Sometimes it is such a dream, a dream,
where I stand up in the face of the wind,
like now, it blows at my jacket,
and my eyelids flick a little bit,
while I stare disbelieving…

Question 7

Stanza 7

Answer 7

The third day of spring,
and four years later, I can tell you,
how a man can endure, how a man
can become so cruel, how he can die
or become so cold. I can tell you this,
I have seen it every day, every day
and still I am strong enough to love you,
love myself and feel good;
even as the earth shakes and tembles,
and I have not a thing to my name
I feel as if I have everything, everything