I sit in the dusk. I am all alone.
Enter a child and an ice-cream cone.
A parent is easily beguiled
By sight of this coniferous child.
The friendly embers warmer gleam,
The cone begins to drip ice cream.
Cones are composed of many a vitamin.
My lap is not the place to bitamin.
Although my raiment is not chinchilla,
I flinch to see it become vanilla.
Coniferous child, when vanilla melts
I’d rather it melted somewhere else.
Exit child with remains of cone.
I sit in the dusk. I am all alone,
Muttering spells like an angry Druid,
Alone, in the dusk, with the cleaning fluid.
A wistful scene of the poet sitting alone at dusk begins the poem. The scene brightens when a child enters. However the child makes a mess with a dripping ice cream cone. Dubious humour prevails during the mess. Finally the poet is once again alone at dusk. But the wistful beginning has been replaced by anger at cleaning up the mess.
The poem juxtaposes the differing emotional values of the two identical scenes. The poet uses a delightfully engaging, gentle description of the mess making to transition between the opening and closing scenes. Overall a thoughtful commentary on life.
I really liked this poem. I really enjoyed how you rymed your words and your word choices are great! I’m writng about this poem in my class and I just want to say well done!
This is a poem in which ogden nash is talking about a tableau in which he is sitting alone at dusk and a child with an ice-cream cone comes near him.The ice-cream is of vanilla flavour and it drips on the clothes of Nash and makes it dirty.