Jackfruit
by Ho Xuan Huong

My body is like a jackfruit swinging on a tree
My skin is rough, my pulp is thick
Dear prince, if you want me pierce me upon your stick
Don't squeeze, I'll ooze and stain your hands
Translated by Translated from the classical Chinese and Nôm by Marilyn Chin

From Volume 192, Number 1, April 2008

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