Rita Dove

Flirtation - Poem by Rita Dove

After all, there's no need
to say anything
at first. An orange, peeled
and quartered, flares
like a tulip on a wedge wood plate
Anything can happen.
Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs
and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart
is humming a tune
I haven't heard in years!
Quiet's cool flesh—
let's sniff and eat it.
There are ways
to make of the moment
a topiary
so the pleasure's in
walking through.

Comments about Flirtation by Rita Dove

  • Gold Star - 5,002 Points Michael Walker (5/2/2015 8:36:00 PM)

    Vivid images decorate the poem, 'so the pleasure's in/ walking through'. A life-affirming poem. Mike Walker. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 96 Points Vidyadhara ..... (9/6/2014 8:27:00 PM)

    I found the need to say that this is a brilliant work. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 894 Points Leslie Sharp (9/4/2014 7:56:00 AM)

    It was ok! I was kinda lost guess I was expecting more,
    'just me I will read more of her work. Cannot tell by first
    pass by! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/15/2014 6:56:00 AM)

    Love the lines....an oranges peeled, quartered...flared...like a tulip on a wedge wood plate. Great. Imagery! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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