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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FRUIT, by GRACE STONE COATES First Line: She pared her fruit with a silver knife Last Line: That both of us were dead. Subject(s): Absence; Love Affairs; Separation; Isolation | |||
She pared her fruit with a silver knife And nibbled its slices thin, But I bit greedily into life Till the sharp juice stung my chin. One little fact she never knew For a moment I had forgotten: How the small white worms go thru and thru The place where the heart is rotten. My serviette furiously I flung And tossed the core to the nappy, Its crumbling bitterness on my tongue -- While she sat, still and happy! But I felt her quiet face go white As out of its calm I fled; And knew as I wallowed into the night That both of us were dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EVENING OF THE MIND by DONALD JUSTICE CHRISTMAS AWAY FROM HOME by JANE KENYON THE PROBLEM by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN by DAVID LEHMAN THIS UNMENTIONABLE FEELING by DAVID LEHMAN A CHILD TASTES THE LOVELINESS OF LIFE AND FASHIONS A NEW DREAM by GRACE STONE COATES A MEDIC GATHERS MUSHROOMS FOR HIS LADY by GRACE STONE COATES |
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