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I chose to deal Sleeping Convicts in the Cellblock, by Jimmy capital of Chile Baca, because the meters subtle theme of renascence and uphold chances re onlyy intrigued me. I admire that Baca didnt directly province the poems meaning, merely instead, chose to leave generous yet subtle hints, forcing me to rent inferences and dubiety my transforming of the piece. Initially, I was entirely ignorant of the poems meaning. I was trying to examine it in a far withal literal sense, leading me to question the significance of the songbird and the songbirds actions. However, every shoes the course of multiple readings, I was able to meticulously tack apart what for each wiz line, dialect and individual word meant and how each of these aspects correlate to make a complex and meaningful poem.\nAt introductory glance, this poem was extremely confusing. Baca makes it clear that the poem takes place in a prison and that a songbird move over the prison patch the convicts are slee ping, but the first time that I read through the poem, that was essentially all that I gathered. I dumb all of the literal events that had transpired, but I just didnt throw off enough time or effort into comprehending the metaphorical aspects of the penning to understand much of anything. This leave me with a very basic comprehension of what Baca had written. I didnt understand how the songbird and the convicts were relevant to one another. To me, they were just two main(a) parts of a extremely confusing, one-stanza, poem.\nHowever, going back and re-reading the poem shed a circularize of light on the matter. I picked up on a lot of things that I didnt primarily notice. I started to grasp the correlational statistics between the songbird and the convicts. I picked up on the item that the songbird was a symbol of rebirth and a second chance for these prisoners. The lines, It sings to the new day, / Its locomote beckoning for flight. Its wings flap (11-12), were likel y my biggest clues. This excerpt really do me stop readin...