(pomegrante)

Since Christmas
I’ve studied
the pomegrante.
Its photo stuck
on my stand-up file,
almost too exquisite
to even think about.
If I didn’t see it
there, I’d never
believe it,
though I took
the photo myself.
I would have
by now
begun to doubt
it.
Imagining it
to be
imagination’s
tale,
Fearing I’ve mis-
remembered.
Thinking
it’s probably
just my
emotions
run amuck
again.

3/27/00