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Poetry Friday: August by Mary Oliver

August 26th, 2016 (06:00 am)

Current Mood: optimistic
Current Song: So Much Mine by Jonatha Brooke

When the blackberries hang
swollen in the woods, in the brambles
nobody owns, I spend

all day among the high
branches, reaching
my ripped arms, thinking

of nothing, cramming
the black honey of summer
into my mouth; all day my body

accepts what it is. In the dark
creeks that run by there is
this thick paw of my life darting among

the black bells, the leaves; there is
this happy tongue.

- August by Mary Oliver

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Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: August 27th, 2016 01:14 pm (UTC)

I love "this thick paw of my life" and "this happy tongue." Would that we all could spend an afternoon grazing on fresh, ripe blackberries (in spite of ripped arms)!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: August 27th, 2016 04:26 pm (UTC)

Fresh fruit is tasty.

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