Small Town with One Road, by Gary Soto :: Small Town with One Road

A. Title The title of this poem suggests that it is about a sm alone country town with one road, most likely in the middle of nowhere. Very few people and very few things nigh for a person to do with their empty time. B. Paraphrase We could be here. This is the vale and its high course which rabbits cant get across but kids can. They jump to the store with corsage on their tongues. They watch for fun. Dimes f both from their palms to pay for the candies they eat on the mood home. There are lots of dogs and cats and chickens at the house. A pot bangs and pee runs in the kitchen, beans are acquire cooked for dinner. Brown soup for the the men who turn the fields. No matter what race, its hard for anyone who does turn in the fields. The cotton part is a major factor in the money dream and the sub makes money for a wife-and maybe my wife, who boxed peaches and plums and hoed her dads fields as a girl. We could go seat. I could lose this easy job I have. on the button talking and using a shovel, a hoe, a broom that takes everything away. entirely my daughter does is worry. She touches my hand and we eat snow cones from a roadside vender in the shade while we look just about. Behind sunglasses I see where I once was. A brow kid get across the road. hes like me, I tell my daughter and she stops ingest her snow cone. He looks both was then leaps across the road where riches happen on red tongues.C. ConnotationsThe poem is written in exonerate verse with no rhyme or rhythm to be found. The talker is seeing himself in someone elses actions like a flash back end to the time when he was at that age. The poet uses a metaphor to describe the kids as Spectators of fun. Gary Soto also uses personification when he states that the, pot bangs and water runs... D. AttitudeThe verbalizer system is a father, a worker of the fields. His attitude is one of childishness and relaxation. He is ingest snow cones with his daughter and talking about when he was a k id and now as an adult. The attitude of the poet is that this is just the way of manners in the small towns and the farming towns are pretty much all boring and monotonous.Small township with One Road, by Gary Soto Small Town with One RoadA. Title The title of this poem suggests that it is about a small country town with one road, most likely in the middle of nowhere. Very few people and very few things around for a person to do with their free time. B. Paraphrase We could be here. This is the valley and its highway which rabbits cant get across but kids can. They jump to the store with corsage on their tongues. They watch for fun. Dimes fall from their palms to pay for the candies they eat on the way home. There are lots of dogs and cats and chickens at the house. A pot bangs and water runs in the kitchen, beans are getting cooked for dinner. Brown soup for the the men who work the fields. No matter what race, its hard for anyone who does work in the fields. The cotton cott on gin is a major factor in the money dream and the molar makes money for a wife-and maybe my wife, who boxed peaches and plums and hoed her dads fields as a girl. We could go back. I could lose this easy job I have. further talking and using a shovel, a hoe, a broom that takes everything away. either my daughter does is worry. She touches my hand and we eat snow cones from a roadside vendor in the shade while we look around. Behind sunglasses I see where I once was. A brow kid getting across the road. hes like me, I tell my daughter and she stops eating her snow cone. He looks both was then leaps across the road where riches happen on red tongues.C. ConnotationsThe poem is written in free verse with no rhyme or rhythm to be found. The speaker is seeing himself in someone elses actions like a flash back to the time when he was at that age. The poet uses a metaphor to describe the kids as Spectators of fun. Gary Soto also uses personification when he states that the, pot bangs and water runs... D. AttitudeThe speaker is a father, a worker of the fields. His attitude is one of childishness and relaxation. He is eating snow cones with his daughter and talking about when he was a kid and now as an adult. The attitude of the poet is that this is just the way of flavor in the small towns and the farming towns are pretty much all boring and monotonous.