Get out the microscope, because we’re going through this poem line-by-line.
Lines 22-24
Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!
- Some more enjambment takes over from the last stanza.
- We're told that the lady mushrooms barely ask for anything at all, which fits in to the "Bland-mannered" description from before.
- Next, the speaker twice repeats the fact that there are a ton of her kind. She uses exclamation marks to really emphasize this point. The joint is just packed with mushrooms, gang.
- Like the raised fists from before, we again get revolutionary imagery in our minds. We can see a crown of protesters calling out as one against those that are oppressing them.
- It almost makes us think that we're dealing with a case of multiple speakers all talking in unison for this entire poem, rather than one voice speaking for a whole. (Check out our "Speaker" section for more on that idea.)