O, Citrus,
By Moira Egan
crisp and bittersweet,
booster of our immunity,
font of Vitamin C,
how is it I’ve ignored you,
not adored you, until now?
Deliciously you spit
when I split you
open; lewd sprinkles
scent my fingers
as I pry you from your rind.
You colour sunset:
bright lemon halo;
sweet sui generis of orange;
ruby grapefruit, a concentrate
of fragrance.
And that famous green ray
that flares up sometimes,
a squirt of lime
adorning the Corona.
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