Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ONION, by ALICE E. STALLINGS First Line: Like sadness, has its flower and its root Alternate Author Name(s): Stallings, A. E. Subject(s): Onions | ||||||||
Like sadness, has its flower and its root, Its shelf life, its price, its paper skin, Its spheres of influence, within, within. It flavors other things-even the sweet Turns strange. It is a kind of absolute. Stored in darkness, it will palely sprout, Laddering upward, crooked and discreet. It feeds upon itself, from inside out. Circular, the logic underneath. Dissecting it will only make you weep. Others, how they will their distance keep Because they smell its perfume on your breath. Copyright © A.E. Stallings. http://www.wlu.edu/~shenando | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ONION by MARGARET FERGUSON GIBSON THE TRAVELING ONION by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE PEELING ONIONS by ADRIENNE CECILE RICH PEELING ONIONS by DINA ELENBOGEN DEVELOPER'S LANDSCAPE: WATCHING THE ONIONS by GARY FINCKE ONION by MARGARET FERGUSON GIBSON IMPLEMENTS FROM THE 'TOMB OF THE POET'; PIRAEUS ARCHEOLOGICAL MUSEUM by ALICE E. STALLINGS |
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