Poem Of The Day: The Market

Poem Of The Day #54 Dragon fruits piled high-- white flesh and red flesh-- prices defer but taste alike. Grapes fresh from the hot house-- red, green, or black, some seedless, some not-- sweet, ripe, and shapely not really organic, but very nearly so. Korean pears as big as a cantaloupe-- four dollars each, and … Continue reading Poem Of The Day: The Market

Mellow Fruitfulness

Image by Ulrike Leone from Pixabay When I was young, living in the staff quarter of a rural college south of Mongolian steppe, I often heard fruit stories from my mother's friends who had migrated from the south. My favorite bits were oranges knocking on your shoulder, waking up with olives about to jump into … Continue reading Mellow Fruitfulness