Miracle Ice Cream

Miracle’s truck comes down the little avenue,
Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,
and, yes, you can feel happy
with one piece of your heart.

Take what’s still given: in a room’s rich shadow
a woman’s breasts swinging lightly as she bends.
Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.
Late, you sit weighing the evening news,
fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,
the rest of your heart.

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I chose to write about the poem ” Miracle Ice Cream” because of its name at first, but as i kept reading the poem I understood that behind that title and words were hiding something that I did not quite understand and I wanted to understand it. Adrienne Rich used a pentameter as the first two lines of each stanza. As i was doing analyzing this poem, I learned that this poem is not about a child going to a ice cream truck so she can taste the rich, smooth ice cream, but it is about the memory an adult is having of the joy of being a kid. On line 4 she also states that this happiness is felt with one piece of your heart, which means that it is not the only thing concerning the adult.( I will explain it more further on the text.) The author is giving the viewpoint of another person about those joyful days has a little child. Following this thinking find on this part of the poem “Miracle’s truck comes down the little avenue, Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls, and, yes, you can feel happy with one piece of your heart.”

you can find in the second and third line “a woman’s breasts swinging lightly as she bends.Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.”, the memory is gone (but still stays in her head) and that woman now has to take care of the now, the daily life she has in the present. the following lines ” Late, you sit weighing the evening news, fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,the rest of your heart.” we can now understand that her heart is sometimes somewhere else, but it still has to come back the daily life. I mean that with all her heart she tries to have happiness with finding happiness with her past and with her daily present life.

This poem may be a childhood memory of Adrienne Rich and the way she was seeing it.

Joe-Ann Lamarre

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