The Flavor Of A Morning Fig Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
The Flavor Of A Morning Fig
My flesh tastes of the dew
and morning sun.
My ear delights in the cackle
of the mallard ducks.
I hear the anguished call
of the green heron
disturbed by my appearance.
But it is the sinuous curve.
of the 100-foot palm trunk
with at its top
a swaying bush of fronds
that turns me on.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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