Winter Morning Poem
Ogden Nash
Winter is the king of showmen
Turning tree stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes
Smooth and clean and frosty white
The world looks good enough to bite
That's the season to be young
Catching snowflakes on your tongue
Turning tree stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes
Smooth and clean and frosty white
The world looks good enough to bite
That's the season to be young
Catching snowflakes on your tongue
Snow is snowy when it's snowing
I'm sorry it's slushy when it's going
I'm sorry it's slushy when it's going
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Well, that's very different from my favorite Ogden Nash poem:
THE PURIST
I give you now Professor Twist,
A conscientious scientist,
Trustees exclaimed, "He never bungles!"
And sent him off to distant jungles.
Camped on a tropic riverside,
One day he missed his loving bride.
She had, the guide informed him later,
Been eaten by an alligator.
Professor Twist could not but smile.
"You mean," he said, "a crocodile."
that is great!!! I love that poem!!!!
Thanks for sharing this little known Nash poem. I've made note of your post on Blogden Nash where I report on the reach and influence of Ogden Nash on contemporary life.
Cheers!
John
I'm entering into a poem competition with my students and they have to know the poem Winter Morning by Ogden Nash by heart, do you happen to know the rythm of this poem, we are to discuss your interpretation of the pictures you have included in the poem, hope to get an answer ASAP,
Silvina
that was fabulas
What does it mean by 'Winter is the king of showmen'
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