Question
in that settee you sat yesterday alone
and I passed by you and secretly awaited
the shaking to the edges, the frantic warnings,
the browns turning into crimson,
all the heart's telltale signs of just how lost I am to you,
but there was none.
What figurative devices could be seen in this poem?
and I passed by you and secretly awaited
the shaking to the edges, the frantic warnings,
the browns turning into crimson,
all the heart's telltale signs of just how lost I am to you,
but there was none.
What figurative devices could be seen in this poem?
Answers
PsyDAG
The colors.