- Carly Feinman
Day 5- 9.21.20
A Certain Likeness
Using a teaspoon to scoop
the mound of seeds from the belly
of a ripe cantaloupe
is much like digging a hole
at the beach.
First, there's the mess,
whether sand, shell, and shovel or
spoonfuls of slime and seeds
wrapped in a tangled net of
orange meat.
Next, the mess gives way
in a moment of surrender and
a shallow pool of liquid makes itself known.
It's a surprise, somehow,
each and every time.
What other secret bounties sleep,
hidden below? And if I asked,
would you dig for them with me?