Poem: “Orange Is My Favorite Color”

Originally Posted: May 14th, 2020
Updated: June 9th, 2020

Updated: May 13th 2020
Originally Posted: June 18th 2011

Sahar sent me this picture of the poem I typed for her at the Canoga Park Art Walk. We talked about the color orange and carrots and art. Her prompt was: “why do we call oranges oranges and carrots, not?”

Orange is my favorite color.
You don’t believe me? Why
would I have reason
to lie to you, a perfect stranger.
I could tell you
carrot is my favorite color.
Would that be a lie? Or
would it be a blatant misuse of the
linguistic system
that ties us to ourselves, entrapped,
instead of letting us wander
like infants
unaware of any distinction
between the self
and the soul of the universe?

–billimarie
june 16th 2011

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