Rupert Birkin:
The proper way to eat a fig in society, is to split it in four, holding it by the stump and open it, so that it is a glittering, rosy, moist, honeyed, heavy petalled, four petalled, flower. Then, you throw away the skin, after you have taken off the blossom with your lips. But, the vulgar way, is just to put your mouth to the crack and take out the flesh in one bite. The fig is a very secretive fruit. The Italians vulgarly say it stands for the female part - the fig fruit. The fissure. The yoni. The wonderful, moist conductivity towards the center. Involved. Inturned, One small way of access only, and this close-curtained from the light. Sap that smells strange on your fingers, that even goats won't taste it. And when the fig has kept her secret long enough, so it explodes, and you see through the fissure, the scarlet, and the fig is finished. The year is over. That's how the fig dies, showing her crimson through the purple slit. Like a wound, the exposure of her secret, on the open day. Like a prostitute, the bursten fig, making a show of her secret.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:44