ON BEHOLDING A FRUIT TREE
Apples and oranges, grapefruit and plums
Remind me of that evening, far away
When I touched you sitting by the fence
By the tree. Apples and oranges, grapefruit
And nectarines share with me
The memory of you decked in sheer harmony
And rapture with nature. The natural
Curls you wore, the fit of glove with
Taffeta all served to bear
In
me a singular imagery, an
Ephemeral contempt. for pedestrian things.
Apples and oranges, grapefruit and plums
Remind me of that evening by the grass
When hummingbirds indeed hummed
And the world was fresh with citrus.
CANTO I
It
is moon, and night.
I have waiting here since afternoon, trying to
find if Marie has forgotten me.
She has ...
