Not Citrus

I’m not really sure which fruit is my favourite, peaches, pears, bananas, apples … I’m allergic to citrus so they are not on any menu of mine …

NOT CITRUS

I am faithful to pears                                 
not oranges or lemons
or their nursery rhyme
of loudly ringing bells

any citrus makes me ill
leaves me gasping
trying to hold air
in hands and mouth

but pears …
they slide down
like children on banisters
if I bite them
they dribble
down my chin
like a full kiss

and the smell of pears
teases me with the desire
to peel and can them
with brandy
contain the succulence
against winter

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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2 Responses to Not Citrus

  1. francinesw says:

    Yes, pears a favorite of mine also! Have a good if wet day!

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