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Ducks, Silver Linings and A Blackberry Poem

29 Sep

Driving into Truro this afternoon, we followed a van the rear of which which made me smile.

Ducks

Driving home, the grey sky was suddenly lit in such a way that we seemed to be looking through some torn holes to see the silver lining.

Silver holes in the sky

I was given this poem yesterday and it delighted me both as an eater of Blackberries and a bit of a wordsmith.

Blackberry Eating – Galway Kinnell

I love to go out in late September
among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
to eat blackberries for breakfast,
the stalks very prickly, a penalty
they earn for knowing the black art
of blackberry-making; and as I stand among them
lifting the stalks to my mouth, the ripest berries
fall almost unbidden to my tongue,
as words sometimes do, certain peculiar words
like strengths or squinched,
many-lettered, one-syllabled lumps,
which I squeeze, squinch open, and splurge well
in the silent, startled, icy, black language
of blackberry-eating in late September.

Isn’t it a delight?

 
2 Comments

Posted by on September 29, 2017 in Beauty, Humour, nature, Photography, poetry, postaday2017

 

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2 responses to “Ducks, Silver Linings and A Blackberry Poem

  1. maureenjenner

    October 2, 2017 at 1:02 pm

    Reblogged this on Musings of a Penpusher and commented:
    New ideas always welcome. Here’s one for your poetry archive.

    Liked by 1 person

     
  2. saymber

    September 29, 2017 at 9:17 pm

    Yes it is! 🙂

    Like

     

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