Memoirs Of A Spinach-picker Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJDKLM NOPQDRSGGG GT| They called the place Lookout Farm | A |
| Back then the sun | B |
| Didn't go down in such a hurry How it | C |
| Lit things that lamp of the Possible | D |
| Wet yet | E |
| Lay over the leaves like a clear cellophane | F |
| A pane of dragonfly wing when they left me | G |
| With a hundred bushel baskets on the edge | H |
| Of the spinach patch | I |
| Bunch after bunch of green | J |
| Upstanding spinach tips wedged in a circle | D |
| Layer on layer and you had a basket | K |
| Irreproachable as any lettuce head | L |
| Pure leafage A hundred baskets by day's end | M |
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| Sun and sky mirrored the green of the spinach | N |
| In the tin pail shaded by yellow paper | O |
| Well water kept cool at the start of the rows | P |
| The water had an iron taste and the air | Q |
| Even a tang of metal | D |
| Day in day out | R |
| I bent over the plants in my leather kneed | S |
| Dungarees proud as a lady in a sea | G |
| Of prize roses culling the fullest florets | G |
| My world pyramided with laden baskets | G |
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| I'd only to set one foot in wilderness | G |
| A whole sea of spinach heads leaned to my hand | T |
Sylvia Plath
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