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search the ways in which cardinal or three of these songs present the en veritable of living between two cultures and the difficulties itcauses.The two poems I am choosing be Presents from my Aunts in Pakistanand Search for My Tongue.Presents from my Aunts in Pakistan is written by Moniza Alvi, awoman who was born in Pakistan still moved to England at an former(a) age.Her m another(prenominal) was from England and white, her Father was Pakistani and soblack. This makes Moniza one-half-caste, as well as the aunts in poembeing from her fathers side.Her poem begins with a description of the gifts her aunts publicize herThey sent me a salwar kameez peacock- disconsolate, and another(prenominal) glistening alike(p) an chromatic split open The gifts be vestments in the typicalPakistani style, long tunic and loose trousers of colored and orange. Yether indisposition towards the tog is hinted at by her descriptionof the first off set of vesture. Peacock blue suggests that she fe els likea peacock in them, showing off and flamboyant, something she doesnt requirement to be. They make her uncomfortable and self conscious. The following(a)set of apparel show us the passage of time for Alvi with more than clothesfrom her aunts. Yet as in England, and as she puts it, school,fashions change. The salwar bottoms atomic number 18 now broad and nasty thennarrow towards the bottom.She tries on the clothes in sitting room, unwrapping them with herp bents. She tries individually one on and feels alien, as she puts is, tothem. She doesnt unspoilt reject them, but they are too exotic for her,too engaging for her. She acknowledges that they are pretty and refreshing clothes, but she cannot feel at remedy in them. She longs fornormal clothesI longed for and corduroy. The clothes to her are a costume,something for other times, not now,My costume clung to me and I was aflame, I couldnt rise out of thisfire, half English, unlike Aunt Jamila. The clothes she is drain ingare no incertitude brightly coloured, perhaps like the orange ones frombefore. They seem like flames to her, and to others she presumes. Theyare too exotic, too foreign, and they move in too much attention. Shecannot rise out of their flames she cannot be seen through them. Whenthe great unwashed look at her wearing those, they lead see the clothes, not aperson. The clothes identify her as Pakistani, not English. That wouldbe alright if she was sure of her own background, but she is not. Bywearing those clothes her balance of ethnicity is thrown wildly askew.Explore the ways in which two or three of these poems present the English LiteratureExplore the ways in which two or three of these poems present theexperience of living between two cultures and the difficulties itcauses.The two poems I am choosing are Presents from my Aunts in Pakistanand Search for My Tongue.Presents from my Aunts in Pakistan is written by Moniza Alvi, awoman who was born in Pakistan but moved to Eng land at an early age.Her mother was from England and white, her Father was Pakistani and soblack. This makes Moniza half-caste, as well as the aunts in poembeing from her fathers side.Her poem begins with a description of the gifts her aunts send herThey sent me a salwar kameez peacock-blue, and another glisteninglike an orange split open The gifts are clothes in the typicalPakistani style, long tunic and loose trousers of blue and orange. Yether indisposition towards the clothes is hinted at by her descriptionof the first set of clothes. Peacock blue suggests that she feels likea peacock in them, showing off and flamboyant, something she doesntwant to be. They make her uncomfortable and self conscious. The nextset of clothes show us the passage of time for Alvi with more clothesfrom her aunts. Yet as in England, and as she puts it, school,fashions change. The salwar bottoms are now broad and stiff thennarrow towards the bottom.She tries on the clothes in sitting room, unwrapping th em with herparents. She tries each one on and feels alien, as she puts is, tothem. She doesnt full reject them, but they are too exotic for her,too lovely for her. She acknowledges that they are pretty andacceptable clothes, but she cannot feel at ease in them. She longs fornormal clothesI longed for and corduroy. The clothes to her are a costume,something for other times, not now,My costume clung to me and I was aflame, I couldnt rise out of thisfire, half English, unlike Aunt Jamila. The clothes she is wearingare no doubt brightly coloured, perhaps like the orange ones frombefore. They seem like flames to her, and to others she presumes. Theyare too exotic, too foreign, and they draw too much attention. Shecannot rise out of their flames she cannot be seen through them. Whenpeople look at her wearing those, they will see the clothes, not aperson. The clothes identify her as Pakistani, not English. That wouldbe alright if she was sure of her own background, but she is not. Bywearin g those clothes her balance of ethnicity is thrown wildly askew.