Apple

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Apple

At the center, a dark star
wrapped in white.
When you bite, listen
for the crunch of boots on snow,
snow that has ripened.  Over it
stretches the red, starry sky.

~ Nan Fry

I came across this poem a month or so ago, and it has stuck with me ever since.  I love the surprising word choices -- a dark star surrounded by white (just the opposite of what I usually think of when I hear the word "star"), ripened snow, and a red sky.  Then, when I put all these unusual images together in my mind, I think, "Ah!  Of course it's an apple!"  And now, every time I bite into a crisp apple, I think of stars and snow....