Tuesday, July 4, 2023

Mulberry picking after the rain

Remember? Yesterday it rained.
That made the purpling berries swell.
Today I pick, my skin gets stained –
magenta and violet splotches tell
that I have visited those friends
whose boughs that bear these berries bend
inviting me to stretch and eat
this sticky, drippy, bursting treat.

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Even after thirty years as a language teacher, Joe Carosella still firmly believes that Every Day Is a Beautiful Day. He hikes avidly in the Adirondacks and the UK, loves nature, ice cream, travel, languages, and words in general, and spends a lot of time writing poetry and reading. His poems have appeared in Adirondac and Ridgeline. [Instagram: josephaicarosella]


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  1. Cindy Lynn Bentley says:

    Thank you for this luscious verse!
    Reminded me of a (sweet!) forgotten memory from early childhood (in the rain-laden PNW): stuffing myself with robust backyard blackberries (*~^)…YUM!

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