Fruit for Thought…

SR Oranges

(My homeboy “Stevie Ray” guarding the tangerines. – LK Thayer)

“The playwright Edward Albee has characterized [the suddenness of the appearance of fruits and flowers in evolutionary history] as ‘that heartbreaking second when it all got together: the sugars and the acids and the ultraviolets, and the next thing you knew there were tangerines and string quartets.”
― Adam Leith GollnerThe Fruit Hunters: A Story of Nature, Adventure, Commerce, and Obsession

“Madame Cafe” by L. K. Thayer

 

"Cupcake Cafe" by Nancy D. Regan

she no longer daydreamed
of sunsets
nor of a man on a white horse
nor of miracles
nor of dancing till dawn
nor tantrums
nor true confessions
nor her lover

she only imagined cities
who’s cafes she could write in
a table and chair she could
inhabit
with her pen and paper
scribble her thoughts down
drink a glass of wine
and let the rhymes take
her away

she would live her life
simply
by walking to the café
to her table and back
then walk from her table

home

to a solitary life, with her cats
and books and paintings
and poetry

she knew that this
was what she wanted
when she woke in
the morning
after brushing her hair
and feeding her cats
she would put on her shoes
roll down her socks
grab her pen and notebook
and walk down to
the café

she felt a warm feeling
of home
not at home

but within
herself

L. K. Thayer

Photo by Nancy D. Regan

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