I have to agree that although at first glance the poem seems to be a praise to the way the mango makes Salinas feel, looking back at it a second time my attention was caught by the following stanza…
I remember my body has temperatures.
Cool is the flesh of the mango
And my warmth trembles forth
Not without enamel pain
Not without a shirt stain
Yet the buds are fresh inside
I am eternal flesh
I interpreted this as meaning that like everything good in the world, it always has something bad to it. Although we wish the mango to be perfect in every way, Salinas seems to feel “enamel pain” because of the strong urge to have that mango that will cool his warm body. It also mentions the stain on the shirt. I don’t know about you but if I stained my white shirt while I ate a mango I’d be a little upset later on. I don’t know, maybe this is an example of the whole concept of love. Although Salinas mentions these two things, it doesnt seem to bother him. Much like when people say they’re in love… they always seem to overlook the little bad things and maybe even look forward to that little stain.
