Classic and Contemporary Poetry

BY WAY OF EXPLANATION, by VIRGINIA A. ALLIN
First Line: I know you do not love me
Last Line: Behold, the passion in a turnip.
Subject(s): Love; Passion

I know you do not love me;
Yet you storm and swear that such is but a lie
That 'tis I who have no love for you.
I will rephrase your words.
The thing you love, loves you not,
For a body without benefit of soul or mind
Is become vegetable ...
Behold, the passion in a turnip.