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LESSON 12 PORTFOLIO IDENTIFY LINES FROM POEMSTechniqueThe Waste Land “The Seafarer”“The Red Wheelbarrow”Free-form poetry“What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow. Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under this red rock, (Come in under the shadow of this red rock), And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear ina handful of dust”. “My feet were imprisoned with frost, were fettered with icechains,Yet hotly were wailing the querulous sighs round my heart;And hunger within me, sea-wearied, made havoc ofcourage.”“So much depends upon”Generally thought of as free-form poetry.