lemons | |
oblong and plump, | |
they flaunt | |
their perfection of dimples, | |
too many to count | |
(their little sisters | |
in the basket beside them | |
limegreen with envy) | |
they glow in the language of | |
sunflowers, daffodils, marigolds, | |
so confident in their yellow, | |
my plate paling awkwardly | |
as it tries, in vain | |
to contain them. | |
© Jon Bohrn (1999) |
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