1. Poetry Analysis

2. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
by Randall Jarrell
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

3. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
Literal translation. We read the poem as if it were a story…what happens in the poem? 1: The title…what does it mean? What might it mean? What pre-conceptions does the title create? 2: What is unusual in the poem? Is there any abnormal formatting - underlined words, bold text, italics.

4. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
Literal translation. We read the poem as if it were a story…what happens in the poem? 3: What words don’t you understand? (look them up) 4: Do any words (lines) call attention to themselves?

5. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
The title…what does it mean? What might it mean? What pre-conceptions does the title create?
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

6. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
What is unusual in the poem?
Is there any abnormal formatting - underlined words, bold text, italics.
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

7. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
What words don’t you understand? (look them up)
What words don’t you understand? (look them up)

15. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.