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Grаph the sоlutiоn set оf the inequаlity аnd write it in interval notation.-6x ≥ 54
Timed Writing: Pоetry Anаlysis (60 minutes) Chооse one of the two designаted poems аnd write a 3-4 paragraph analytical essay that identifies a central theme in the poem and explains how the poet develops that theme through specific literary techniques. Your essay should: Introduce the poem, including the author and title, and offer a specific thesis statement identifying a theme Support your analysis with specific examples from the text and explain how literary elements such as imagery, word choice, structure, tone, or symbolism help convey the theme Demonstrate close reading through detailed analysis End with a conclusion that reinforces the analysis and explains why this theme matters to the reader or to society in general. Your essay will be evaluated on the depth of your analysis, use of textual evidence, clarity of writing, and adherence to standard English conventions. Suggested time allocation: 5-10 minutes for planning, 35-40 minutes for writing, 5-10 minutes for review “Barbie Doll” by Marge Piercy This girlchild was born as usualand presented dolls that did pee-peeand miniature GE stoves and ironsand wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:You have a great big nose and fat legs. She was healthy, tested intelligent,possessed strong arms and back,abundant sexual drive and manual dexterity.She went to and fro apologizing.Everyone saw a fat nose on thick legs. She was advised to play coy,exhorted to come on hearty,exercise, diet, smile and wheedle.Her good nature wore outlike a fan belt.So she cut off her nose and her legsand offered them up. In the casket displayed on satin she laywith the undertaker's cosmetics painted on,a turned-up putty nose,dressed in a pink and white nightie.Doesn't she look pretty? everyone said.Consummation at last.To every woman a happy ending. "Mother to Son" by Langston Hughes Well, son, I’ll tell you:Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.It’s had tacks in it,And splinters,And boards torn up,And places with no carpet on the floor—Bare.But all the timeI’se been a-climbin’ on,And reachin’ landin’s,And turnin’ corners,And sometimes goin’ in the darkWhere there ain’t been no light.So boy, don’t you turn back.Don’t you set down on the steps’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.Don’t you fall now—For I’se still goin’, honey,I’se still climbin’,And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.