Fruit Poem by Eugénio de Andrade
Fruit
Peaches, pears, oranges,
strawberries, cherries, figs,
apples, melon, honey dew,
oh, music of my senses,
pure pleasure of the tongue;
let me speak now
of fruit that fascinate,
with the flavour, with the hues,
with the fragrance of their syllables:
oh tangerine, oh tangerine.
Translation: 2003, Alexis Levitin
Saturday, August 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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