Moos Elementary Puts a Cabbage Back Together

This week we read an excerpt from “Some Puts a Pineapple Together” by Wallace Stevens. The students discussed how Stevens takes an everyday object and sees many wondrous worlds inside of it. I asked them use their own imaginations, to write many scenes about a new object… some of our poets entered a sort of meditative trance in their poems, while others created a whole scary story out of half of a purple cabbage! Enjoy!

Mr. Schade
4th Grade

The Purple Cabbage
Tyler E.

The tree has no leaves
The brain is purple
It feels it has a spine
The tree is a spider
It is not one

The Dream of the Scary Night
Abigail

The scary night
the ghost is rising
the tree goes dark
I can’t see anything
Oh god, some monsters
oh no, oh no,
the horror is rising
some person come help,
oh please, oh please

Purple Cabbage
Ulises

Tree
plant
hand

Big
purple
ball

Lava


Someone Puts a Cabbage Together
Arely

Half of a purple ball
A big weird bug
A big heavy brain
The head of a big head
The water spurting out of the lake


Ms. Brown
5th Grade


Someone Puts a Purple Cabbage Together
Nick D.

The purple leaves fell of the tree in a pile
Onions were squished togehter
A brain was just dissected and left
A rag hiding something underneath


Someone Puts a Cabbage Together
Dominic C.

Half of a bowling ball
A burnt egg
A purple tomato
Janari’s lead pencil
A brain


Someone Puts a Purple Cabbage Together
Janari R.

Like a tree, like a brain,
like a portal, like a
purple ball, and purple veins


Someone Puts a Purple Cabbage Together
Angel J.

The purple tree’s leaves
are falling off.

Anyone who passed by
ate the leaves.

It’s an “alien’s” head.

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