Oranges for You
(Excerpt)
Fingers stained orange from the tang and split of skin, / tongue tart with juice, a pleasure that's almost sore-- / There is nothing that nature and I could not give; / I am your tree, body of succulence in / Spring, heavy, and fruiting from every pore.
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“Oranges
for You”
Hand thrown Vessels, MDF Shelves, Vinyl Text, Acrylic & Latex on
Wall
approx 7’ square, 2005