In The Street of Fruit Stalls_ Poem By Jan Stallworthy
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In The Street of Fruit Stalls
Wicks balance flame, a dark dew falls
In the street of the fruit stalls
Melon, Guava, Mandarin,
Pyramid-pilled like cannon balls,
Glow red hot,Gold hot, from within.
Darl children with a coin to spend
Enter the lantern's orbit; find
Melon, Guava, Mandarin---
The moon compacted to a rind,
The sun in a pitted skin.
They take it, Break it, Open let
A Gold or Silver fountain wet
Mouth, Fingers, Cheek, Nose, chin:
Radiant as Lantern's They forget
The dark street I am standing in.
Theme:
This is a symbolic is poem. The world is threatened with war, misery and poverty.But all these have failed to crush man's love for pleasure. Children enjoy the sweet spray of the juice forgetting all about the misery they live in.
Paraphrase:
It is evening time. It is wet and dark. There is street of fruit sellers where various fruits are pilled up in conical form. They reflect hot red and golden colours which is dim lantern light look like bombs. Poor children come there with a coin and stand in the light lantern's. They look at Melon, Guava and other fruit. Their mouths water. They pickup a fruit and break it open. Juice comes put and pours itself into their mouths and also sticks on their fingers and cheeks.They enjoy the fruit and are least conscious of surroundings.