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early frost


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The first frost bites
hard on my tomatoes,
Like diamonds glistening
In the October air,
Scarce green from too short
a summer.
A bounty never reaped,
but perhaps in a soup
or fried,
It wont matter how they
died,
or the rows too wide.....
 
— mugsy, Jul 10, 2009

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Arrow

16 years 10 months ago

Interesting metaphor

(that may not be the right word) and one that works really well for me, having tomatoes on the deck. A few thoughts: *The first frost bites - good line break *Like diamonds glistening - I might use "glittering" because it has a harder sound, consistent with frost and biting *Scarce green from too short - I would have broken this differently (Scarce green/from too short a summer) to highlight the imagery *It wont matter how they - I also would have broken this differently (It won't matter/how they died) to emphasize the insignificance of the individual tomato but that may not be what you're going for Even without changes, this is a very good poem with crisp images. Enjoyed!
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mugsy

16 years 3 months ago

Thank you for your

Thank you for your constructive ideas, I will certainly consider them....