Onion Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEFGHIJKLMNOIDPK QRQSSTUIVWXYZA2MNB2J UC2RIOI| Mrs Gabrielle Giovannitti comes along Peoria Street | A |
| every morning at nine o'clock | B |
| With kindling wood piled on top of her head her eyes | C |
| looking straight ahead to find the way for her old feet | A |
| Her daughter in law Mrs Pietro Giovannitti whose | D |
| husband was killed in a tunnel explosion through | E |
| the negligence of a fellow servant | F |
| Works ten hours a day sometimes twelve picking onions | G |
| for Jasper on the Bowmanville road | H |
| She takes a street car at half past five in the morning | I |
| Mrs Pietro Giovannitti does | J |
| And gets back from Jasper's with cash for her day's | K |
| work between nine and ten o'clock at night | L |
| Last week she got eight cents a box Mrs Pietro | M |
| Giovannitti picking onions for Jasper | N |
| But this week Jasper dropped the pay to six cents a | O |
| box because so many women and girls were answering | I |
| the ads in the Daily News | D |
| Jasper belongs to an Episcopal church in Ravenswood | P |
| and on certain Sundays | K |
| He enjoys chanting the Nicene creed with his daughters | Q |
| on each side of him joining their voices with his | R |
| If the preacher repeats old sermons of a Sunday Jasper's | Q |
| mind wanders to his acre farm and how he | S |
| can make it produce more efficiently | S |
| And sometimes he speculates on whether he could word | T |
| an ad in the Daily News so it would bring more | U |
| women and girls out to his farm and reduce operating | I |
| costs | V |
| Mrs Pietro Giovannitti is far from desperate about life | W |
| her joy is in a child she knows will arrive to her in | X |
| three months | Y |
| And now while these are the pictures for today there are | Z |
| other pictures of the Giovannitti people I could give | A2 |
| you for to morrow | M |
| And how some of them go to the county agent on winter | N |
| mornings with their baskets for beans and cornmeal | B2 |
| and molasses | J |
| I listen to fellows saying here's good stuff for a novel or | U |
| it might be worked up into a good play | C2 |
| I say there's no dramatist living can put old Mrs | R |
| Gabrielle Giovannitti into a play with that kindling | I |
| wood piled on top of her head coming along Peoria | O |
| Street nine o'clock in the morning | I |
Carl Sandburg
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