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Memory By Margaret Walker

I can remember wind-swept streets of cities on cold and blustery nights, on rainy days; heads under shabby felts and parasols and shoulders hunched against a sharp concern; seeing hurt bewilderment on poor faces, smelling a deep and sinister unrest these brooding people cautiously caress; hearing ghostly marching on pavement stones and closing fast around their squares of hate. I can remember seeing them alone, at work, and in their tenements at home. I can remember hearing all they said: their muttering protests, their whispered oaths, and all that spells their living in distress.  Analysis: The poem Memory by Margaret Walker starts with a ordinary rainy day in the city. The cold weather reveals things that are not normally seen. The depressing mood shows the distress in the world. People struggle to survive everyday to make ends meet. The rain brings out the sad in people, and only then can you "remember wind-swept streets of cities on cole and blustery nights, on rainy days;"

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