Mangoes

Poetry

eaten like this, spoon and sunlight / in the early quiet of a new day

Poetry by Alexandra Umlas

Mangoes

We buy mangoes with expectations—
already taste the flower-sweet

juice on our tongues. Their green-
orange swirled skins are speckled

from being Earth-bound, heavy
with juice, waiting, wind.

My husband takes the knife,
positions it off-center and glides

down each side, crisscrossing
steel through sugar, like a fish

through water. Then, folding
each side out, the yolk-gold

flesh arching, he releases it
into porcelain bowls. It’s best

eaten like this, spoon and sunlight
in the early quiet of a new day,

the creamed coffee still steaming
from our cups, the blue

stretch of sky like a new skin,
ripe and waiting to be lived in—

 

Alexandra Umlas holds an M.F.A. in Poetry from California State University, Long Beach and an M.Ed. in Cross-cultural Education. You can find her work in Rattlecathexis northwest press, and Connotation Press, among others. She also serves as a reader for Palette Poetry. Her first book of poems, At The Table of the Unknown, is forthcoming from Moon Tide Presswww.alexandraumlas.com @AlexandraUmlas www.facebook.com/alexandra.umlas

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