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Crows in a Strong Wind By: Cornelius Eady
Off go the crows from the roof. The crows can’t hold on. They might as well Be perched on an oil slick. Such an awkward dance, These gentlemen In their spottled-black coats. Such a tipsy dance, As if they didn’t know where they were. Such a humorous dance, As they try to set things right, As the wind reduces them. Such a sorrowful dance. How embarrassing is love When it goes wrong In front of everyone.
The metaphor of this poem is Comparing dancing to love. In the poem it says that its such a tipsy dance, and its humorous, and a sorrowful dance.
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Analysis
The dance is unsteady and when things were going good at the dance and with their love, of what he thought went bad in front of everyone.
Amanda Mills
