Wednesday, November 20, 2013

STILL LIFE WITH FRUIT

Most of the time—
I couldn't

care less—
that the apples 

most precious to me 
aren't clinging

red to trees—or even 
heaped green

to look 
pleasing in glazed 

concave porcelain—but rather,
just inertly 

dangling—from 
the ends of white chargers.

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