Showing posts with label blood orange limes and poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blood orange limes and poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Blood orange limes

Yes, true limes with the skin and flesh the color of blood oranges.   And yes, the taste also.  How does this relate to poetry?   Occasionally (very) a poem and/or a few words  coalesce into something shockingly new. Shockingly good.   And, yes, memorable.  Sometimes, small as a lime with a fire-red coat.