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From Blossoms

Written By: Li-Young Lee

From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the boy at the
bend in the road where we turned
toward signs painted Peaches.
From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, comes
the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.
O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite
into the round jubilance of peach.
There are days we live as if
death were nowhere in the background;
from joy to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to impossible
blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

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