The Jackfruit by Ho Xuan Huong

I am like a jackfruit on the tree.
To taste you must plug me quick, while fresh;
the skin rough, the pulp thick, yes,
but oh, I warn you against touching–
the rich juice will gush and stain your hands.

translated by Nguyen Ngoc Bich

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