1 can smell violence in the air
like the lash of coming rainmass
hatreds drifting grey across the moon
It hovers brooding, posed like a cobra
as Igo prodding rat-holes
and sounding caverns
looking for a fang that darts
a hood that sways
and eyes that squirt a reptile hate.
(i) Point out similies and metaphors in the poem.
(ii) Discuss the tone of the poem.
(iii) Cite any five images that strike you.
(i) Critically comment on the poem.
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