October 1, 2013

Poetry Tuesday: Persimmons

For this poetry tuesday, a poem I just re-discovered that is a favorite of an old friend:

Hachiya persimmons -  The heart-shaped Hachiya persimmon, is larger in size with a more pointed bottom and is meant to be eaten soft -- almost 'gushy'. You can use the thick, pulpy jelly to make persimmon bread and cookies as they're a great source of vitamin A, C and fiber. http://wp.me/py178-1kY  #fruit

by Ada Limon

Maybe my limbs are made
mostly for decoration
like the way I feel about
persimmons. You can't
really eat them. Or you
wouldn't want to. If you grab
the soft side with your fist
it somehow feels funny,
like you've been here
before and uncomfortable,
too, like you'd rather
squish it between your teeth
impatiently, before spitting
the soft parts back up
to linger on the tongue like
burnt sugar or guilt.
For starts, it was all
an accident, you cut
the right branch 
and a sort of light
woke up underneath,
and the indelible fruit
grew dark and needy.
Think crucial hanging.
Think crayon orange.
There is one low, leaning
heart-shaped globe left
and dearest, can you
tell, I am trying
to love you less.

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