Read the following poem and answer the questions that follow.The seed shop. Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie, Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand, Forlorn as ashes, shriveled scentless dry, Meadows and gardens running through my hand. In this brown husk a dale of haw throne dreams; A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust, That will drink deeply of a century’s streams, These lilies shall make summer on my dust, Here in their safe and simple house of death, Sealed in their shells, a million roses leap; Here I can blow a garden with my breath, And in my hand a forest lies asleep. QUESTIONS
ANSWERSThe seed shop
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