Seeking Keat’s Nectarine…

“Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine–good God how fine. It went down soft, pulpy, slushy, oozy­–all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large Beatified strawberry.” - John Keats, in a letter to his friend Charles Wentworth Dilke

The best description of the wonderful lusciousness of a perfectly ripe nectarine or peach I’ve ever read.

And in case you’re wondering, here’s the definition of embonpoint:

embonpoint French
noun: plumpness or stoutness,
adj:  plump; stout
[from phrase en bon point in good condition]

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4 Responses to Seeking Keat’s Nectarine…

  1. Vicki says:

    I love nectarines and those look good enough to eat. Beautiful!!

    xoxo

  2. Sherry says:

    Embonpoint – what a delicious word!

  3. Camas says:

    Leave it to the French to come up with a word like that.

  4. laura starrett says:

    Lovely arrangement; the yellow-orange and violet are beautiful together.

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