Question

ORANGES
When I went out I stole an orange
I kept it in my pocket
It felt like a warm planet
Everywhere I went smelt of oranges
Whenever I got into an awkward situation
I would take the orange out and smell it
And immediately on even dead branches, I Saw
The lovely and fierce orange blossom
That smells so much of joy
When I went out I stole an orange
It was a safeguard against imagining
There was nothing bright or special in the world
1. Where did the poet steal. ​

Answer 1

Answer:

oranges is Good fruit.

Answer 2

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The poet stole the oranges from the carton in harbour.

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