From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the joy
at the bend in the road where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live
as if death were nowhere
in the background; from joy
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to
impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Li-Young Lee's poem From Blossoms

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  1. anne wallace says:

    I just discovered Li-Young’s poetry for the first time on this site. This particular poem is sublime, a mystical blending of memory and present joyful unfurlings. His poem makes me taste peach freshness and savor the fullness of days. I can’t possibly write a comment that does justice to the art of Li-Young!

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