Peeling an Orange Between you and a bowl of oranges I lie…
““Peeling an Orange Between you and a bowl of oranges I lie nude Reading The World’s Illusion through my tears. You reach across me hungry for global fruit, Your bare arm hard, furry and warm on my belly. Your fingers pry the skin of a naval orange Releasing tiny explosions of spicy oil. You place peeled disks of gold in a bizarre pattern On my white body. Rearranging, you bend and bite The disks to release further their eager scent. I say “Stop, you’re tickling,” my eyes still on the page. Aromas of groves arise. Through green leaves Glow the lofty snows. Through red lips Your white teeth close on a translucent segment. Your face over my face eclipses The World’s Illusion. Pulp and juice pass into my mouth from your mouth. We laugh against each other’s lips. I hold my book Behind your head, still reading, still weeping a little. You say “Read on, I’m just an illusion,” rolling Over upon me soothingly, gently unmoving, Smiling greenly through long lashes. And soon I say “Don’t stop. Don’t disillusion me.” Snows melt. The mountain silvers into many a stream. The oranges are golden worlds in a dark dream.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A sensual, metaphorical scene where peeling oranges becomes an intimate act, blurring reality and illusion, exploring desire and artistic creation.
In simple terms: Peeling oranges becomes a sensual, illusory experience.
Explore intimacy through metaphor.
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When to use this quote
- poetry analysis
- creative writing
- mindful observation
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does the orange symbolize desire?
- What does illusion reveal about reality?
Metaphor may obscure concrete meaning.