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- dannemoraAt the gate of the prison, guards glare at us, then slowly allow us in.My big brother is afraid.He looks up at the barbed wireputs his hands in his pocketsI know he wishes he was home with his chemistry set.I know he wants to be anywhere but here.Nothing but stone and a big building that goes so far upand back and forth that we can't seewhere the beginning isor where it might end. Gray brick, small windowscovered with wire. Who could seeout from here? The guards check our pockets,check our bags, make us walk through X-ray machines.My big brother holds out his arms. Lets the guards pat him from shoulder to ankle, checkingfor anything he might be hiding...He is Hope Austin Woodson the Second, part of a long lineof Woodsons-doctors and lawyers and teachers-but as quickly as THAT! he can becomea number. Like Robert Leon Irby is nowso many numbers across the pocketof his prison uniform that it's hardnot to keep locking at them,waiting for them to morph into lettersthat spell outmy uncle's name
- The poem that I picked is called Dannemora.I picked this poem because it shows many different things. One of the things that it shows is the guards' distrust of them because of their race. Another thing that it shows is a young person's nervousness at visiting a prison and being searched. A third thing that it shows is the loss of a person's individuality when they enter prison. They lose their names and become numbers.
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