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Confession

April 22, 2008

Forgive me
they were delicious

—William Carlos Williams

Like Williams and his plums, meat
turning to sugar under skin, I confess

my sin: I’ve eaten the apples
that ferment in tall grass, abandoned

when the life fell out of the place.
With the first cold days, at night

they freeze, then thaw a bit by noon,
last warmth of October

drawing these few incorrigible bees
who still bother to venture across

this rotting round globe.

by Todd Davis

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  1. April 22, 2008 at 9:03 pm

    Cool! I really love the twist, the apples, the twisted apples, that line break: “the apples / that ferment”.

  2. April 22, 2008 at 11:10 pm

    decadent. (gasp)

  3. April 25, 2008 at 11:21 am

    That is wonderful.

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