Katy Silberger, Senior Librarian

"Ode to the Artichoke"
by Pablo Neruda

The tender-hearted
upright
artichoke
girded itself as
a warrior, constructed
a small dome,
to keep itself
waterproof
within
its scales.

Read the poem

I have to admit that I keep reflecting on lines from Yeat's "Second Coming," but I don't think that is a poem I'd like to share right now; it's just too dire.  Rather I like Pablo Neruda's "Ode to the Artichoke" because it is such a flight of imagination.  Neruda saw something in the artichoke that would never have occurred to me.  

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