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Thinking About the Poem“Beneath All Uniforms…” What Uniforms Do You Think the Poet is Speaking About?

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Thinking about the Poem

“Beneath all uniforms…” What uniforms do you think the poet is speaking about?

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The poet is probably speaking about the uniforms that the soldiers wear at the time of war. The word “uniform” here could also mean the traditional dresses of a country.

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