Bananas

Are they berries?
Are they herbs?
Are they good for you?
Can they kill you?

Yellow is the colour of sun rays.
Yellow is the colour of my true love’s hair.
Yellow is the colour of my energy.
Yellow is the new black.

How many in a pound?
How many in a bunch?
How many a day?
How many can you eat?

We don’t have enough time.
We don’t have enough money.
We don’t have enough house.
We don’t have enough tumblr.

Can they can polish silverware?
Can they can deter aphids?
Can they can attract butterflies and birds?
Can they make you happy?

We all want to help one another.
We all want to change the world.
We all want to be somebody.
We all want to be rock stars.

Will they last longer in the fridge?
Will they make you fat?
Will they help you sleep?
Will they become extinct?

The answers are within you.
The answers are blowing in the wind.
The answers are out there.
The answers are as follows.

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Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt:

I challenge you to write a poem about food. This could be a poem about a particular food, or about your relationship to food in general. Or it could simply be a poem relating an incident that involves food, like David Ignatow’s “The Bagel”. Still not convinced? Perhaps these thirteen food poems will give you some inspiration.

While I was making my banana smoothie this morning, a question popped into my mind: Can you eat too many bananas? My first thought was, ‘I’ll google it.’ My second thought was, ‘Today’s poem is going to be about bananas.’

As I was googling on the subject of bananas, I felt like I was in dialogue with the great brain of the world, knower of our desires, fears, and strange factoids. I found myself wanting to ask all sorts of questions, not just about bananas, but about life itself, what we want, what we are searching for.

Inspired by Google Poetics, I typed the first part of a question or statement and let Google complete it, usually offering several options. Apart from a little tweak here and there, this poem was written almost exclusive by Google. The biggest editing choice I made was to remove the word ‘banana’ from the body of the poem.

Google is vast. Vast enough to contain the search for information about bananas and the search for the meaning of life, all at the same time.

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2 thoughts on “Bananas

    • There is so much to discover about bananas! I reckon they must be pretty unripe when picked in order to still be a bit green in the supermarkets. I bet if we google it we will find out!

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