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

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




Someone Puts a Cabbage Together

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.



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.