Today’s poem is by Adrienne Su, whose book Peach State I read and loved several years ago. “Peaches” begins,
A crate of peaches straight from the farm
has to be maintained, or eaten in days.
Obvious, but in my family, they went so fast,
I never saw the mess that punishes delay.
Read the rest online at the Academy of American Poets (poets.org).
On her website, Su, a professor of creative writing at Dickinson College, mentions an online course “Writing into Appetite, Appetite into Writing,” which was postponed from this fall to the spring of 2026. That sounds really tempting.
The Poetry Friday roundup is at Janet Scully’s blog, Salt City Verse, on November 21st. Next week the Poetry Pals are writing “eavesdropped and overheard” poems; see Tanita S. Davis’s blog for details. As usual for this friendly group, they invited everyone to join in, and I’m so excited that I want to post right now. But I’ll wait and proofread my contribution so that it will be ripe enough for the harvest on the 28th.
I borrowed the image of the Peach State cover from its publisher, the University of Pittsburgh Press.
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