A City Plum Is Not A Plum

Poem By Christina Georgina Rossetti

A city plum is not a plum;
A dumb-bell is no bell, though dumb;
A party rat is not a rat;
A sailor's cat is not a cat;
A soldier's frog is not a frog;
A captain's log is not a log.

Comments about A City Plum Is Not A Plum

All are true statements, made in a poetic view.
Wisely written. Simple yet superb.
So Anything is not real existence how we think! ! ! !
DJ thinks this poetry is talking about things which are beyond words and terms
Very well said. Wise words


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