December 2010
13 posts
Blackberrying
Nobody in the lane, and nothing, nothing but blackberries, Blackberries on either side, though on the right mainly, A blackberry alley, going down in hooks, and a sea Somewhere at the end of it, heaving. Blackberries Big as the ball of my thumb, and dumb as eyes Ebon in the hedges, fat With blue-red juices. These they squander on my fingers. I had not asked for such a blood sisterhood; they...
“I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please,...”
– Sylvia Plath (via carouselinparis)
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