Monday, December 13, 2010

Thank you, Orange


Little sun
silent on the table,
permanent noon.
It lacks something:

night.


by Octavio Paz
(translated by Eliot Weinberger)


O Orange, uncomplicated golden O, you round your way around a sweet complexity of sacs of juicy sunshine saved for these dark days. You are winter's fruit, the solstice promise, so wholly Orange that scent of orange is both taste and color.

What could be more orange than you are?

2 comments:

Mrs. Organic said...

Darn it, now I want an Orange Julius.

Lisa B. said...

an orange *is* something to be grateful for, and just for its orangeness, but, as you say, there is more. excellent!

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