David N Zamet

An Onion Is Round and Grows in the Ground David N Zamet

The poetry collection An Onion Is Round and Grows in the Ground offers poems on a wide spectrum of subjects. Some are humorous, some are sad, some are descriptive, while others simply convey author David N. Zamet's thoughts.

His poems contain "the thoughts of a lifetime and I have not yet finished writing. Every day something may come into my head."

PERHAPS

What shall I do?

Now the years roll by

Taking with them in their stride

Days that I will ne'er see again.



Old future keeps her secrets well

And as of old she keeps them fast

Secure in her fortress of tomorrow,

Letting none but the present escape her clutches.



What will be? Not even she can tell

But like us she tries to guess

And needs must I, to do the same

To try and beat her at her game.



The present and the past I have

And can caress, but these soon go.

Gone like the future still to come

Untouchable till time is run.



Therefore I ask, what can we do?

Whom having the past behind, lose before

We gain the present, which

Is here and gone again.

Born in London in 1932, David N. Zamet spent World War II in a small village, 60 miles north of London. After serving four years in the Merchant Marine, he spent four years at university studying horticulture. He later moved to Israel, where he married his first late wife and together they had three children. For 37 years, he was involved in the improvement of fruit growing in Israel. Afterward, the author spent 17 years working as a jobbing gardener. Now a full-time pensioner, this is his first book.