Prompt: Dickinson uses the metaphor of a funeral to describe her inner struggles. What metaphor would you use to describe your own mind?
Prompt Response: My brain is sort of like a library that sometimes isn't quiet. Occasionally all the books are in order and I can grab the appropriate thought quickly. Other times it's as if a hurricane came through and all the pages are everywhere. It becomes too much, but I normally manage to put the pieces back together. Summary: We completed our heart drawings. Reflection: I learned how to analyze a poem to create a visual that depicts 2 points of views in the story.