Today's poem is by John Bensko
Persimmon
Most important is the time
you visit. Impatient,and the firm, green orb is wicked.
Sour is the mouth.Wait a while to witness.
Turn on your head and seethe small golden fruit range
to the sky among green leavesand bitterness.
But do not linger.Or else bare feet
will slide upon the pungentfallen food of bee and yellowjacket.
Come back later. Winter clearsthe ground. Watch the bared
seeds. They are little eyes in the slowmoving water of earth.
Held tight are clothesbuttoned by those seeds.
Copyright © 2006 John Bensko All rights reserved
from Chelsea
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