A wonky carrot
disrupts the perfect symmetry
of supermarket veg.
The stray Fuji
inserts a sweet note
into the tart concerto of Granny Smiths.
this Lolita openly flaunts
the prospect of forbidden sweetness.
This flagrant anomaly fishes for our eyes.
Like William Carlos Williams’ wheelbarrow
it reels us in. Unwittingly
complicit in its subterfuge.
In our aversion to nonconformity
apparent in this apartheid of apples,
we repatriate the single itinerant invader
back into its homeland,
securing borders between baskets in the grocer’s shop.
© Sheila Ash, 2018