Wild Flowers (Poem)

Wild Flowers (Poem) - right on the tree They wink in the...

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Intoxicated Flowers The story, “Wild Flowers” consists of a narrating daughter, living in a drunken home. Her father is an alcoholic, but strives to make his garden flawless every year. “He was sweat, soil, soap and some rich reek that my nose was old enough to recognize but too naïve to understand. The scent wafted from the crushed aluminum cans and funny- shaped bottles of sage- green glass that littered Daddy’s work space.” He mentions in the story that, “I identify with them.” Them meaning his garden, his flowers, he feels as if they are an equal to one another. I couldn’t believe the amount of imagery the story portrayed. The imagery began right in the beginning of the story, when she first talked about her neighbor’s pear tree. “In August, Mr. Lotts (the bachelor who lives next door) lets the pears ripen and spoil,
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Unformatted text preview: right on the tree. They wink in the sunlight, butter up gold drooping from the branches like plump little Buddhas.” Those two sentences used great imagery to help me picture the tree in my mind and in turn, it made me think of my apple tree outside my own home. The ending of the story made me sad. I didn’t like that the father got into an accident. What I got out of the story, is that the narrator and her sister really have no idea how big of a deal their fathers alcoholism is, so they continue on waiting for their father to awake after his accident. The sisters go outside into his garden, sift through glass and metal to bring their father his flowers, so that they will be the first thing he will see when he wakes up....
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