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Teaching Bubba Poetry

by Johanna May



How would you describe an apple?
It's red, it glows, it's sweet.
I feel happy at each noisy bite.

This is a mostly funny exercise
of noticing everyday things
in its literal garb.
Smile inducing similes,
simple and obvious.

Time will take him farther away
from the fruit
the longer he is human.
He learns farming methods,
ecological equations,
political implications.
History, the metaphor of Eden.

He makes a poem about an apple
As an earthling does,
as its representative poet does.
He perhaps creates a sestina.
or a Sonata.
of stunning pathos
and glib wit.

One day no longer called a day,
In an appleless future.
Historians research what an Apple is,
And only poems of the children
makes the cut.

07/15/2019

Posted on 07/15/2019
Copyright © 2020 Johanna May

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/15/19 at 12:03 PM

Impressive poetic apple, Johanna. One of my favorite fruit (especially juice and pie) put to verse. Thanks for posting!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/19/19 at 08:38 PM

"Time will take him farther away from the fruit the longer he is human." Great lines. I like how you ably take us into the future as you lay out the apple's destiny. A very smart poem. I enjoyed "literal garb" and especially "glib wit".

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