Which of the following is the most appropriate question to ask when analyzing your audience a ) what topic would they want me to write b ) how many people are going to read my reasearch paper c ) what do they already know about my topic d ) how would someone else write my research paper

What is the theme of the poem, my tongue is divided into two by quique aviles? my tongue is divided into twoby virtue, coincidence or heavenwords jumping out of my mouthstepping on each otherenjoying being a voice for the messageexpecting conclusionsmy tongue is divided into twointo heavy accent bits of confusioninto miracles and accidentssaying things that hurt the heartdrowning in a language that lives, jumps, translatesmy tongue is divided by natureby our crazy desire to triumph and conquerthis tongue is cut up into equal piecesone wants to curse and sing out loudthe other one simply wants to ask for watermy tongue is divided into twoone side likes to partythe other one takes refuge in prayingtongueenglish of the funny soundstonguefunny sounds in englishtonguesounds funny in englishtonguein funny english soundsmy tongue sometimes acts like twoand it goes crazynot knowing which side should be speakingwhich side translatingmy tongue is divided into twoa border patrol runs through the middlefrisking wordsasking for proper identificationchecking for pronunciationmy tongue is divided into twomy tongue is divided into twoi like my tongueit says what feels righti like my tongueit says what feels rightby quique aviles

In "tell me, o swan, your ancient tale," to what does the land where no doubt nor sorrow have rule refer? nature heaven the promised land an imaginary country

Me i will give brainiest which excerpt from the passage most effectively contributes to the development of the theme that the bond between fathers and daughters is sacred and everlasting? '"may i not see the little one, sir, for a moment? ' it was his belief that mini was still the same." "i remembered the day when the cabuliwallah and my mini had first met, and i felt sad. when she had gone, rahmun heaved a deep sigh, and sat down on the floor." "this touch of his own little daughter had been always on his heart, as he had come year after year to calcutta to sell his wares in the streets." "he came close up to me holding out his offerings with the words: 'i brought these few things, sir, for the little one. will you give them to her? "'