Poem
Miriam Wei Wei Lo
Fruit in Season 4: Prayer in Mid Winter
Fruit in Season 4: Prayer in Mid Winter
Fruit in Season 4: Prayer in Mid Winter
Just over the fence, the neighbour’s mandarinlifts dark green branches to a low grey sky.
Fruit in the topmost branches, held like an offering.
What can I offer? Only a heart that is broken,
broken as this mandarin: ripped peel and segments
spread out on the palm, each minute sac of juice
curved in supplication: Forgive me.
Rain breaks from the clouds in thundering absolution.
The whole house echoes. Half-afraid and laughing,
the children run in and throw themselves at my legs.
© 2009, Miriam Lo
Publisher: first published on PIW, Rotterdam
Publisher: first published on PIW, Rotterdam
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Fruit in Season 4: Prayer in Mid Winter
Just over the fence, the neighbour’s mandarinlifts dark green branches to a low grey sky.
Fruit in the topmost branches, held like an offering.
What can I offer? Only a heart that is broken,
broken as this mandarin: ripped peel and segments
spread out on the palm, each minute sac of juice
curved in supplication: Forgive me.
Rain breaks from the clouds in thundering absolution.
The whole house echoes. Half-afraid and laughing,
the children run in and throw themselves at my legs.
Fruit in Season 4: Prayer in Mid Winter
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