I am like a jackfruit on the tree.
To taste you must plug me quick, while fresh:
the skin rough, the pulp thick, yes,
but oh, I warn you against touching --
the rich juicewill gush and stain your hands
"The Jackfruit" by Ho Xuan Hu'o'ng is about a jackfruit. This poem provides a lot of imagery of eating a jackfruit and the juicyness of it in your mouth. This is a free verse poem with no repitition or rhyming.
"To taste you must plug me quick..." is a metaphor because you can't plug a person. This is a simple, yet enjoyable poem.
I am like a jackfruit on the tree.
To taste you must plug me quick, while fresh:
the skin rough, the pulp thick, yes,
but oh, I warn you against touching --
the rich juice will gush and stain your hands
"The Jackfruit" by Ho Xuan Hu'o'ng is about a jackfruit. This poem provides a lot of imagery of eating a jackfruit and the juicyness of it in your mouth. This is a free verse poem with no repitition or rhyming.
"To taste you must plug me quick..." is a metaphor because you can't plug a person. This is a simple, yet enjoyable poem.