There is something about this time of Summer that always brings up Shakespeare. And yet an odd champion arrived, the covid-19 pandemic gave nature a thumbs up to thrive. Suddenly nature came home, the air was scented like quality perfume and…
convolvulus–
a bumblebee dithers
over blackberry bramble
Alan Summers
Publication credit: Hermitage ed. Ion Codrescu (Romania 2005)
I always think of our national poet Seamus Heaney's poem 'Blackberry Picking' at this time of year and I have recently been gathering and freezing wild raspberries and blackberries for fruit crumbles. Yesterday I ate a few and was rewarded with a seed stuck in a tooth for the whole of our walk – extremely irritating! However, this aspect certainly does not come across in Michael's idyllic poem; thoughts of sensuous (and potentially sensual!) summer nights immersed in nature does, though. :)
July 31st, 2020 at 12:54 pm
Yep, I enjoyed it too!
July 31st, 2020 at 12:56 pm
We've been picking them for the last few weeks, my wife eats more than she carries to the house.
August 10th, 2020 at 2:48 am
Same here, although my husband ate a few on our walk yesterday! :)
marion
August 1st, 2020 at 3:16 am
There is something about this time of Summer that always brings up Shakespeare. And yet an odd champion arrived, the covid-19 pandemic gave nature a thumbs up to thrive. Suddenly nature came home, the air was scented like quality perfume and…
convolvulus–
a bumblebee dithers
over blackberry bramble
Alan Summers
Publication credit: Hermitage ed. Ion Codrescu (Romania 2005)
August 2nd, 2020 at 6:34 pm
A lot of berry haiku out there. This is delightfully unique.
August 10th, 2020 at 2:47 am
I always think of our national poet Seamus Heaney's poem 'Blackberry Picking' at this time of year and I have recently been gathering and freezing wild raspberries and blackberries for fruit crumbles. Yesterday I ate a few and was rewarded with a seed stuck in a tooth for the whole of our walk – extremely irritating! However, this aspect certainly does not come across in Michael's idyllic poem; thoughts of sensuous (and potentially sensual!) summer nights immersed in nature does, though. :)
marion