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Analysis of "Possums" by Sheila Black

My past self wrote down for the first stanza, "Forced 2nd person perspective."  What's forced is this feeling, this "thrill" based on the action, "to lie on a road / and flatten yourself, [...]"  'Forced' may be too strong of a word, or maybe it isn't.  But the focus from the first poem is on this "thrilled" feeling through flattening which I think of letting go of contractions in the muscles and just lay there.  Flat. The next stanza is the only one where it's a single line and turns the tone toward a neutral visual, "white fur like a ball of winter,"  where the speaker continues the simile by adding another simile that moves the image to spring.  But how does relate to this kind of "thrill" mentioned in the beginning?  How the images move seasons and meaning, so does what it means to really flatten yourself. Still. "each one folded in like / the fledgling that never made it / from the nest."  Th...