Poem: Persimmons (Li-Young Lee)

In summer, when supermarket fruit sections here finally come alive with ruddy strawberry red and the succulence of peaches, and everything looks vibrant and celebratory instead of apologetic, it’s a great time to read Persimmons, although I can’t actually think of a bad time to read anything written by Li-Young Lee. Who is, by the way, one of the writers on my wishlist. :P