The next two weeks will be busy with places and people far from here so posts will be fewer. I leave you with this older poem oft revised as I prepare to attend a writers’ conference. Catch you again next Wednesday!
Blessings your way,
I consider the essential of all fruits,
artful spheres of blush and chill,
voluptuous, innocent of harm, a
rare simplicity in hand, on tongue,
happiness offered, never wasted.
An apple shines amid daily rumors
of ruin, confirmations of death.
Pressed closer to nose and lips,
this first scent and taste recalls
the hearty good which yet remains.
That such a thing so ordinary,
perfect, snug in my palm
could seem a salvation
frightens and reassures me
as I bite, savor sweetness,
its life sap moving from
bright skin to fill my hunger,
keeping at bay a bitter world.
4 thoughts on “Friday’s Passing Fancy/Poem: This Apple Fullness”
Excellent poem. Full of hope and fulfilling goodness. And a great reminder to live fully in the moment. Thank you and I hope the conference is great for you.
Thank you kindly, Paul. It was very good. more on that later!
Marvelous. I take my salvation in Honeycrisp. May the conference exceed your hopes in expansion and replenishment.
Voluptuous poem. Enjoy your conference