Kenneth Slessor Poetry

Question 1

kick walls

Answer 1

I’ll kick your walls to bits, i’ll die scratching a tunnel.
(Personal Pronouns, metaphor)

Question 2

Tyranny

Answer 2

Anything but this tyranny of sinnews
(metaphor, visceral imagery)

Question 3

Snap them

Answer 3

I snapp them, swollen with sobbing.
(Alliteration, onomatopoeia)

Question 4

Softly and

Answer 4

Softly and humbly to the Gulf of Arabs (Elagic Tone, Colloquial Language)

Question 5

Sob and

Answer 5

Between the Sob and Clubbing of gunfire (assonance, juxtaposition)

Question 6

Pluck, bury

Answer 6

To pluck them from the shallows and bury them in burrows. (Pararhyme)

Question 7

cure of

Answer 7

My cure of souls, my cage of brutes (Juxtaposition)

Question 8

sung

Answer 8

Lord, I have sung with ceaseless lips. (Direct Speech, Enjambment)

Question 9

But I,

Answer 9

But I, Lord, am your humble wretch (Insincere tone)