Oranges aren't the most peculiar subject for an ode, but they're not as romantic as many idols, and may seem mundane. This was an assignment, and I knew as soon as I was told we would be writing odes that I would write mine about oranges. They're everyday, yes, a fruit like any other, but part of poetry is digging into the ordinary and pulling meaning out of it. I didn't expect to find so much, or such depth of emotion. I urge you to select something familiar and explore its true meaning. Sekhmet
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