A cloze game is a reading comprehension activity where certain words are removed from a text and you need to fill in the blanks with the correct words. This helps improve vocabulary, reading comprehension, and understanding of context.
Type In Mode
In this mode, you can:
Type your answers directly into the blank spaces
Get instant feedback as you type - correct answers show green, incorrect show red
Use the keyboard for faster input and navigation
Submit answers to check your overall progress
Drag & Drop Mode
Switch to Drag & Drop mode to:
Drag words from the word bank and drop them into blank spaces
Click on words in the bank to automatically fill blanks
Click on blanks to select or clear them
Game Features
Word Skip Selector: Choose how frequently words are removed (every 4th, 5th, 6th word, etc.)
Progress Bar: Shows your completion percentage
Color Feedback: Green for correct answers, red for incorrect ones
Audio Player: Listen to the musical arrangement while you play
Show Missing Words: View all the correct answers if you need help
Reset Game: Start over with the same poem
New Game: Get a different random poem
Print Poem: Print the poem with blanks for offline practice
Winning
When you fill all the blanks correctly, you'll see a congratulations message and confetti animation! The progress bar will show 100% completion.
Tips
Read the entire poem first to understand the context
Look for grammatical clues (verb tense, articles, etc.)
Use the audio player to hear the rhythm and flow
Start with easier word skip settings (like every 8th word) and work your way up
Don't be afraid to use "Show Missing Words" if you get stuck!
Try both Type In and Drag & Drop modes to see which you prefer
Missing Words
Last evening the moon rose above this rock Impure a world unpurged: The man and his companion stopped rest before the heroic height.
Coldly the wind fell them In many majesties of sound: They that had the flame-freaked sun To seek a sun of fuller fire.
Instead there was this tufted rock Massively rising high bare Beyond all trees, the ridges thrown Like giant among the clouds.
There was neither voice nor crested image, No chorister, nor priest. There was Only the great of the rock And the two of them standing to rest.
There was the cold wind and the It made, away from the muck of the land they had left, heroic sound Joyous and jubilant and sure.
Congratulations! You got all the answers correct!
Last evening the moon rose above this rock Impure upon a world unpurged: The man and his companion stopped To rest before the heroic height.
Coldly the wind fell upon them In many majesties of sound: They that had left the flame-freaked sun To seek a sun of fuller fire.
Instead there was this tufted rock Massively rising high and bare Beyond all trees, the ridges thrown Like giant arms among the clouds.
There was neither voice nor crested image, No chorister, nor priest. There was Only the great height of the rock And the two of them standing still to rest.
There was the cold wind and the sound It made, away from the muck of the land That they had left, heroic sound Joyous and jubilant and sure.