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Identify the title: I have ridden in your cart, driver, waved my nude arms at villages going by, learning the last bright routes, survivor where your flames still bite my thigh and my ribs crack where your wheels wind. A woman like that is not ashamed to die. I have been her kind.

Identify the following author: This poet was one of the writers who chose to live in Europe after World War I when so many were disillusioned with the destruction of the war and the seeming party atmosphere of the twenties. His verses are often recognizable because of the unusual spacing and capitalization of his lines that do not follow the conventions of poetry stanzas.  The unusual spacing adds to the insight in the poetry and shows the spoken reading of the poems.

Identify the title for the following items: The Sixties Songbook, a proposed log cabin, Paducah Community College, a Civil War battle park, a drive-in theater.

Title where the following passage can be found: “As Reverend Deal moved into his sermon, the hands of the women unfolded like pairs of raven’s wings and flew high above their hats in the air. They did not hear all of what he said; they heard the one word, or phrase, or inflection that was for them the connection between the event and themselves. For some it was the term “Sweet Jesus.” And they saw the Lamb’s eye and the truly innocent victim: themselves. They acknowledged the innocent child hiding in the corner of their hearts, holding a sugar-and-butter sandwich. That one. The one who lodged deep in their fat, thin, old, young skin, and was the one the world had hurt. . . . Then they left their pews. For with some emotions one has to stand. They spoke, for they were full and needed to say. They swayed, for the rivulets of grief or of ecstasy must be rocked. And when they thought of all that life and death locked into that little closed coffin they danced and screamed, not to protest God’s will but to acknowledge it and confirm once more their conviction that the only way to avoid the Hand of God is to get in it.”  

Identify the title: You that never done nothin’ But build to destroy You play with my world Like it’s your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly. You’ve thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed  You ain’t worth the blood That runs in your veins.

Identify the author: This author from Tennessee accomplished a lifetime of contributions and honors for his work.  He focuses his attention on political, environmental, and social problems.  Receiving a degree from Harvard and doing his duty to serve in Vietnam, he was elected to Congress where the environment was a big issue for him. He served as Vice-President for two terms and received the popular vote in the 2000 Presidential election, but a Florida recount was halted, giving his opponent the electoral college votes. He accepted this decision with grace to allow the peaceful transfer of power even though he could have fought the decision.  He devotes his life to trying to make the world a better place, receiving the Nobel Peace Prize in 2007. He approaches environmental issues with a religious insight that it is a moral issue. 

Identify the author: Most prolific Black American author of the twentieth century. First Black author to make a living from writing in America. His poetry has Black tone and Black language. Also he wrote stories, essays, and plays. He conveyed the frustration of people who constantly find the American Dream impossible to reach because of system discrimination for any reason.

Identify the title for the quote:  We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, “Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked. And he was rich–yes, richer than a king– And admirably schooled in every grace: . . .

Name the title for the quote:   The wayfarer,   Perceiving the pathway to truth,   Was struck with astonishment.   “Ha,” he said,   “I see that none has passed here   In a long time.”   Later he saw that each weed   was a singular knife.   “Well,” he mumbled at last,   “Doubtless there are other roads.”  

Identify the title for the quote: I know why the caged bird sings, ah me, When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,– When he beats his bars and he would be free; It is not a carol of joy or glee, But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core, But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings– I know why the caged bird sings.