Tuesday 21 February 2012: PEARS IN PAIRS
My foot is healing - slowly, and I'm getting restless looking at the incredibly blue sky outside the window.
The pears on the table looks tempting for a blip and for a snack :-)
Pears
Some say
it was a pear
Eve ate.
Why else the shape
of the womb,
or of the cello
Whose single song is grief
for the parent tree?
Why else the fruit itself
tawny and sweet
which your lover
over breakfast
lets go your pear-
shaped breast
to reach for?
(Linda Pastan)
Hope you all are doing well!
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