three ripe figs: maiden-mother-crone fresh and green, not fully grown gravid, blushing, ripe allure nut-brown, wrinkled, sun-matured.
which of these the sweetest be? high upon this old fig tree maiden tartness bright and young full womanhood upon the tongue. drooping breast and brown age-spots spurned by youthful hungry thoughts.
adolescent, first one picked complex taste is not quite fixed. plump and ready, sun-touched mother ripe fig flavor like no other ignored by most, her dried-up skin sags dessicated on the limb. with sweetest nectar deep inside. never plucked and never tried.