Mangoes

Posted on May 30, 2014 by Susan L Daniels

Unripe fruit hangs heavy
on these branches
untouchable

and bitter as tears
in a throat, unswallowed.

Still, the sun kisses
what can never be sweet
and will never seed anything
but anger,

forests of it.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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12 Responses to Mangoes

  1. kbeezyisviral says:
    May 30, 2014 at 11:46 am

    The sun never chills. I would really appreciate it if you would check out my Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/kbeezyisviral

  2. Paul F. Lenzi says:
    May 30, 2014 at 4:16 pm

    who pissed you off today?

  3. Starralee says:
    May 30, 2014 at 5:14 pm

    Fabulous writing–and reading the comment, I am furious as well.

  4. Alice says:
    May 30, 2014 at 11:38 pm

    Reminds me of Benito Santos’ poetry. Juicy and rich.

  5. Alice Keys says:
    May 31, 2014 at 3:54 pm

    I like how you step away at the end and remind us that the sun shines equally on all.

  6. Kate Houck says:
    June 1, 2014 at 7:54 pm

    I love the imagery and intense emotion this poem evokes. Great job!

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