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Angela Carter’s The Magic Apple Tree

14 Mar

Guardian reported about finding some lost poems of Angela Carter,

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/mar/13/angela-carter-unpublished-poems-found

This is the first one of any Angela Carter’s poem I have read.  I will say, her poem is so visual, one can just read and picture exactly what she is saying, so enjoy

In the West,

the apple-trees grow

under a blue sky.

The apple trees founder

on their knees in the grass,

Toppling with fruit.

Apple is round as the round world, red

as heart’s blood, fat

as my two fists together. This,

the very first apple of all,

wet, still,

with the first of the dew.

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