Today’s One-Word Prompt from The daily Post suddenly reminded me of one poem, written by Jacaques Prévert (1900-1977). I have read so many marvelous French poems and novels, but this one remains clear in my memory, because it’s simple, fresh and loving. Sex is a tough but always popular theme in literature. But there is always a simple way to portray it.


Une orange sur la table
Ta robe sur le tapis
Et toi dans mon lit
Doux présent du présent
Fraîcheur de la nuit
Chaleur de ma vie.

{Translation} by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

An orange on the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Cool of the night
Warmth of my life.