Orange
I wring out each rind
just looking for vital signs —
juice, pulp, warmth and light.
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Orange
I wring out each rind
just looking for vital signs —
juice, pulp, warmth and light.
#lizsharespoems
#30daysofhaiku
#NationalPoetryMonth
This is my favorite of yours this month. I’m still imagining those perfect oranges you photographed, but I love how they lend themselves to yet more metaphor, as we ring them for the sweetness at the bottom of the glass, the last bit of meaning…