One Way to Eat a Doyenne du Comice Pear

One Way to Eat a Doyenne du Comice Pear

Every day I greet it 
on the kitchen counter   Feel
its blossom end with a soft
round thumb    Has it
ripened? That day comes. 
Hold the globe
gently savor sweet elixir rising
Slip a paring blade
beneath its skin—each peel
curls, pear nectar pouring
down my fingers—lick 
the mere hint.
Halve the pear, again
remove the quarter cores
cubed in bite-sized pieces
With my mother’s sterling
oyster fork, I linger over each 
small wedge, honey sweet 
slipping down my chin
And then, so sad,
I pierce the final bite