-Raymond Brown
Blackberry Eating
I love to go out in late June
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 June.
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(with very slight editing by me)
There was a nice historic marker (if you can read it).
- Does husband find a clean house and good meal waiting?
- Is your appearance neat and attractive at all times?
- Is all clothing for the family ready, with shoes polished?
- Or must you iron a shirt and search for clothing that is still waiting at the cleaners?
;)
(Hey, why do you think they call it trivia?)
Guess away!
Then I went to the China exhibit at the zoo for my high school reunion.
(No laughing, please. I'm not THAT old...or maybe I am. Please keep in mind that I was young for my grade!)
Try not to be too upset about this. I know my posts have been really amazing lately--
Pictures later.
-William Faulkner
(See? Don't you feel like you're getting smarter and smarter every day with these facts?)