Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Rhyming Oranges by Duane Ackerson   Any jazz fan has known scrapple from the apple and people modeled after pears will occasionally get stares; there is a fruit built to suit most rhymes: in Britain, at least, banana is allowed to rhyme with manana- we'll talk about this later. But, as you know, oranges can't rhyme; they roam outside the pen, free, juicy, boasting a beauty that's more than skin deep. Even stripped of its rind, the orange is a creature of many parts, all of them shapely; it is itself and rhymes only with itself. Next Poem
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