Where I'm From
I am from clothespins,
from Clorox and carbon-tetrachloride.
I am from the dirt under the back porch.
(Black, glistening,
it tasted like beets.)
I am from the forsythia bush
the Dutch elm
whose long-gone limbs I remember
as if they were my own.
I'm from fudge and eyeglasses,
from Imogene and Alafair.
I'm from the know-it-alls
and the pass-it-ons,
from Perk up! and Pipe down!
I'm from He restoreth my soul
with a cottonball lamb
and ten verses I can say myself.
I'm from Artemus and Billie's Branch,
fried corn and strong coffee.
From the finger my grandfather lost
to the auger,
the eye my father shut to keep his sight.
Under my bed was a dress box
spilling old pictures,
a sift of lost faces
to drift beneath my dreams.
I am from those moments--
snapped before I budded --
leaf-fall from the family tree.
What point of view is the poem "Where I'm From" written in???
First Person, because of the use of "I," and not he, she , it (3rd) or you (2nd).
Reply:i am is from everywhere.
Reply:well, its about, um well i cant really explain it but its my friend's poem and it was a school project! But i think it to show other people the real you.
Reply:Uthours Point, firstperson, point of the object that the poem is about
Just to lett you know,, all of those phrases mean the same thing.
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