Poem - Lemon - Suzanne Grenoble

By: Suzanne Grenoble

Sea surge sluicing
Salt Citrus
Over the tongue
Pale seeds
Like transparent pebbles,
Slipslide longways,
Settling in sea algae–
Cool dark underworld green down.
Upsideways,
Yellow-bright sun pinwheels on high,
Over our celadon haven for nests.

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