Mango

By Bill Frayer

 

mango-fruta

Peeling a mango is simple.

Doing that one thing, now

Is simple, and it is good.

 

So as I peel a mango

I anticipate

Its sweet tartness

And feel my saliva

Prepare itself

For the first bite.

And I am fully

With this mango

In this moment.

 

I am not thinking

About my health

Or about problems

With my family

Or about my next poem.

Only the mango.

This mango

In this mango moment

Uneaten.

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