I wrote this “Apple” poem as a parody of Gerald Manley Hopkins’ poem “Pied Beauty.” His poem is below mine…
Pied Beauty II
Thanks be to Sara Lee for appled things—
For pies, for apple fritters and for thin-rolled strudel crust;
For pastries of the fruit of Eve and sauce it swims within;
Fresh-cooked in ovens, how their sweet juice sings;
The sugar clotted and pierced— place it on plate we must;
And all taste, for how can tackling it be such a sin?
All things made of flour and Crisco and of apples sweet;
(How can they by nutritionists be so sorely cussed
With words professing they won’t make us thin?)
With their tart flavor are sure our lips to meet;
And meet again.
—Judy Dykstra-Brown
And now, the original:
Pied Beauty
Glory be to God for dappled things –
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.
–Gerard Manley Hopkins
The dVerse Poetsprompt today is apples.
Now I’m really hungry.
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ha
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Contact my sister. She was making the pictured pie…
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Fantastic! You did a great job imitating Gerard Manley Hopkins, who happens to be one of my favorite poets.
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Thanks, R-Writer.. So glad you approve of my echoing your idol.
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Nice imitation of Hopkin’s Pied Beauty.
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Very nicely done! I agree, what are they thinking taking all this goodness from us…. and feeding us artificial sweetner poison instead!!
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Stopped using that stuff. I’d done so for as many years as it has been around.. and finally realized how sick it was making me.
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I enjoyed your parody, Judy, and it has made me crave for ‘appled things’. I might nip into the supermarket after Bounce and Rhyme to see if they have any strudels or turnovers! But what is Crisco?
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A brand of vegetable shortening.
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Thanks Judy, it’s not a brand I know.
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Clever. A favourite of mine too
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I love your wit Judy, a satire indeed.
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Thanks, PV
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My pleasure Judy
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Clever! Made me smile. I love his use of words and images and his descriptions of the natural world. Such a shame the Jesuits got him.
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There will be a mass exodus for apple treats after reading your poem.. Thanks for sharing the Hopkins as well.
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Ah the greatest achievement for a poem.. that it should foster appetite.
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Apples, like all good and perfect gifts, come from God…we invented Crisco and Sara Lee, ha! 🙂
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Ah yes..And what a combination.
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This is delicious… love how you used the original poem for your pie
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Mmmmm, but more for the homemade variety! 😉
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What a wonderful rhythm! It is such a delicious write — the bit with the nutritionists made me smile. 🙂
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Brilliant every which-way, Judy. You’ve done this infamous noble delection justice.
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