Written for: dVerse Poets Pub
Poetics: How to Cut a Pomegranate (posted by Kim)
"The challenge is to think of a fruit, how it looks before and after it has been cut open, and how it tastes. Think about where and how it grows, and what it makes you think of."
Mango–exotic name for a fruit
especially if you were growing up in Brooklyn. Dad's passion was mangos. Red and green ovals sat in bowls until deemed
ripe. Too soon, and the taste
will be sour. Too late,
and the fruit turns to mush. Do not be fooled by a mango's nondescript appearance. Cut through skin in sections. Peel each one, and you will have found gold. The center pit is large and long. Your challenge is to remove as much golden fruit as you can. Taste that juice, eat that fruit, and you will agree, the fuss is worth it.
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.