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on 11 June 2013

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Without Title By Diane Glancy THANK YOU FOR LISTENING! I remember the animal tracks of his car
out the drive in snow and mud,
the aerial on his old car waving
like a bow string,
I remember the silence of his lost power,
the red buffalo painted on his chest.
Oh, I couldn’t see it
but it was there, and in the night I heard
his buffalo grunts like a snore.
Without a vision he had migrated to the city
and went to work in the packing house.
When he brought home his horns and hides
my mother said
get rid of them.
Without Title He worked in the stockyards.
All his life he brought us meat.
No one marked his first kill,
no one sang his buffalo song. It’s hard you know without the buffalo,
the shaman, the arrow,
but my father went out each day to hunt
as though he had them.
Analysis It’s hard you know without the buffalo,
the shaman, the arrow,
but my father went out each day to hunt
as though he had them.
He worked in the stockyards.
All his life he brought us meat.
No one marked his first kill,
no one sang his buffalo song.
Without a vision he had migrated to the city
and went to work in the packing house.
When he brought home his horns and hides
my mother said
get rid of them.
I remember the animal tracks of his car
out the drive in snow and mud,
the aerial on his old car waving
like a bow string,
I remember the silence of his lost power,
the red buffalo painted on his chest.
Oh, I couldn’t see it
but it was there, and in the night I heard
his buffalo grunts like a snore.
A priest or a medicine man
This sentence tells us that the father does not actually hunt
A reference to Native American rite of passage known as a vision quest. BY EMILIE, YASMIN AND ABBY This is a metaphor that shows how the father struggles in life without his ancestral traditions, such as hunting
This phrase makes us understand that the father imagines he hunts everyday
This shows that the father was always loyal, responsible and took care of his family, even though no one seemed to care or give him credit and they probably took him for granted. These distinct pauses create a dramatic effect. This whole part shows how the father really believed and had faith in his ancestral traditions. Everything reminds him of hunting and his Native American tribal culture. The narrator could not physically see his father's loss, but he could feel its presence. This illustrates how the father's traditions are still alive in his dreams and in his soul.
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