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Poet: Theodore Roethke
Poem: Pickle Belt
Comment 2 of 2, added on October 17th, 2005 at 2:19 PM.
A most wonderful image of transporting produce, full of liquid juices and sweet scents. The poem itself smells of fruit juices as well as the juices of pubescent desire and longing. As the apples and pears have come into their prime and are ripe for picking, so is the "flesh" of maturing children.
janez from Slovenia
Comment 1 of 2, added on June 6th, 2005 at 1:13 AM.
Wow, a poem about a boner. Fascinating.
("shrunken britches" you sly dog!)
Daniel from Saint Kitts and Nevis
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A most wonderful image of transporting produce, full of liquid juices and sweet scents. The poem itself smells of fruit juices as well as the juices of pubescent desire and longing. As the apples and pears have come into their prime and are ripe for picking, so is the "flesh" of maturing children.
janez from Slovenia