What a wild excursion
into the world of the mango;
consumption of a slick fruit,
and in yellows and oranges
a flood through the mouth,
flavours populating the tongue
with sours and sweets
together, a symphonic dialogue
between two different sides
of the taste spectrum. What a wild
burst, but it is no berry, nor citrus—
it is its own delight, its own thing,
merciful and welcoming, a production
of rarity, a theatrical enjoyment,
a lush spectacle of gold.
06/03/2016
West Vancouver