Still Life (With Fruit)

a study in composition

bowl of fruit, balanced with delicate precision
light on the apple, turning red to white in harsh contrast
rough skin juxtaposed with silky smooth
slender and tall tops the squat round green
landscaped cloth coats the mahogany boards
depression glass bowl keeps epicurean treasures
frozen in time, never to nourish the body, forever to nourish the soul

Ok, this poem is *OLD*, like 1994-ish? 2003 is the earliest copy I can find right now. I wrote this for a college English class, I just don’t remember which year or which college. It might even be as old as 1990, but I don’t think so. I’ll claim it as being written June 1996, because that is that latest it possibly could’ve been.

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