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Friday, June 28, 2013

Gene Frumkin

Variations on the Taste
of Dried Apricots

1
Tongue and palate are darkly lit
by the afterglow of the dried apricot
in its sour sunset.
2
An ear
heard on the lips:
the sound
is soft and round.
3
The dark orange gong,
struck by the tooth,
vibrates on the tongue.


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