Tonight, loneliness or winter
so perfect I cut open an orange
and read your old love letters

these words on my tongue
like salt, reshape flesh and bone

night-raids & picnic lunches
fingertips & lies as we set sail
for new worlds.

I peel this lucent hemisphere
of orange, watch stars
drop into the valley.

The leaves on the tallest palm
lift and shiver – like the summer dresses
in your closet, you’re opening, somewhere.


Graham Nunn is a poet, publisher, teacher who blogs at Another Lost Shark. He has published numerous collections of poetry and this poem ‘Orange’ is from ‘Ocean Hearted‘.

Thanks Graham 🙂