Can I have Theme of the poem we have forgotten who we are. We have forgotten who we are. We have forgotten who we are We have alienated ourselves from the unfolding of the cosmos We have become estranged from the movements of the carth We have turned our backs on the cycles of life. We have forgotten who we are. We have sought only our own security We have exploited simply for our own cnds We have distorted our knowledge We have abused our power. We have forgotten who we are. Now the land is barren And the waters are poisoned And the air is polluted. We have forgotten who we are. Now the forests are dying And the creatures are disappearing and humans are desapairing. we have forgotten who we are. we ask forgiveness we ask for the gift of remembering we ask for the strength to change.

Read the selection below and answer the question. an open boat by alfred noyes o, what is that whimpering there in the darkness? 

 'let him lie in my arms. he is breathing, i know.
 look. i'll wrap all my hair round his neck' – the sea's rising,
 the boat must be lightened. he's dead. he must go.' 


 see - quick - by that flash, where the bitter foam tosses, 
 the cloud of white faces, in the black open boat, 
 and the wild pleading woman that clasps her dead lover 
 and wraps her loose hair round his breast and his throat.
 'come, lady, he's dead.' - 'no, i feel his heart beating,
 he's living, i know. but he's numbed with the cold. 
 see, i'm wrapping my hair all around him to warm him.' -
- 'no. we can't keep the dead, dear. come, loosen your hold.

 'come. loosen your fingers.' - 'o god, let me keep him! ' -
 o, hide it, black night! let the winds have their way! 
 and there are no voices or ghosts from that darkness, 
 to fret the bare seas at the breaking of day. which choice best describes the conflict in this poem? the winds are rocking the boat. a man is thrown into the sea. a woman doesn’t want to let go of her dead lover. someone is crying in the darkness.

What do u think u might go with a bestfriend that u don’t do with everyday friends( school friends)

How does the author view the idea that you have to be perfect in order to get into college