A Lemon
-Pablo Neruda
Out of lemon flowersloosedon the moonlight, love'slashed and insatiableessences,sodden with fragrance,the lemon tree's yellowemerges,the lemonsmove downfrom the tree's planetariumDelicate merchandise!The harbors are big with it-bazaarsfor the light and thebarbarous gold.We openthe halvesof a miracle,and a clotting of acidsbrimsinto the starrydivisions:creation'soriginal
Saturday, August 17, 2013
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