800 Seeds

Just noticed this is post #101, so how fitting a poem with a numeric title. I wrote this one during a workshop led by Gayle Brandeis called “Writing from the Senses” in which we were given a strawberry and invited to spend a few minutes with the fruit, getting to know it’s every details utilizing all our senses and resisting or at least delaying the urge to indulge in the taste of the massive (certainly GM) specimens.

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One a bud
a flower
framed by fourteen
delicate furry leaves
turning away from the fruit
a lover’s cold shoulder

now a heart-shaped jewel
pockmarked with so many
seeds like freckles
pale green on the side grown in shade
darker, nearing brown on
the side kissed by sun

a sun loved creature
solid and hard on the outside
held in the palm of your hand

look beyond the surface
in the concealed places
between fruit and foliage
find un-pollinated stamen
wonder, could this berry
have been even bigger?

press your nose
to its goose bumped flesh
realize how the barely visible
blackheads on the side of your
nose are not unlike
the seeds of this berry

now break
it open
give into the desire
which filled
you the moment
you caught
first scent of the opened
flesh
somewhere in the room

notice the juice
how it stains
your pale fingertips

like the juice
which is cool
and sticky
on your warm flesh

how hollow inside
how like the emptied
belly of a salmon

memory of
wild tangled strawberry greens
discovered on a sandy beach
near a town once called
strawberry point

how your toes caught
on the furry vines
and tripped you up
landing face down
in warm beach grass

how can a strawberry
even have a taste
having evoked so much more?

you are of the same
soil as this
broken open and
bleeding berry

tear with
your teeth
and taste
if you can
what is remembered

Reach out and touch someone....

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