PERSimmONs

little excerpts from li-young lee’s poem “persimmons” that i really liked. the fact that i miss eating persimmons at home may have something to do with it:

“my mother said every persimmon has a sun
inside, something golden, glowing,
warm as my face.”

“some things never leave a person:
scent of the hair of one you love,
the texture of persimmons,
in your palm, the ripe weight.”

(photo by joni sternbach. is he interested in being my boyfriend?)

and one more little part from the poem, less persimmon-themed:

“wrens are small, plain birds,
yarn is what one knits with.
wrens are soft as yarn.
my mother made birds out of yarn.”

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