Monday, March 08, 2010

Poem meets photo: Melons

How nice to have my prose poem "Melons," which first appeared in qarrtsiluni online journal, paired with a photo on Flicker:

Lynn Morag's Flicker page

"Ovals and balls,

Bright green and thumpable
Laced over with stripes

Of turtle-dark green."

~ Sylvia Plath, 1932-1963 ~
From "Fiesta Melons"

"Two melons on the kitchen counter are reading yesterday’s newspaper. One of them would like to turn the page but the other is a slow reader, mouthing inimitable and acerbic as if they were frozen spoonfuls. The smallest melon doesn’t want to get an ice cream headache. What she wants is the companionship of ginger ale. What the larger one wants is good lighting on a paid vacation. Who can blame each for this one dream? I once knew a girl who loved a melon. For two years her parents refused to claim her as theirs. This is not our daughter, our daughter is gone, they’d say, naming a country she was lost in. One time, Yemen; the next, Nepal. To them, the daughter was better suited to yogurt. They were sure the melon had spoiled her, but who’s to say? I’m told she eventually eloped, that the noticeable change in her — some called it a ripening — was a matter of time and temperature, a tender story, a happenstance of seed."

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