Arlene Corwin Poetry

                   Blueberry Season Has Begun

Blueberry season has begun.

I treated myself for the first time

In a hundred

Years. I stuffed and fed

My fists and face

Until I could not face one more.

Am I sore?

You bet.

A good bit sour-er

Than berries from New York:

Smaller, tarter,

Brooklyn’s structure

Swedified.

I love ’em.

Antioxidantal pow!

Today, instead of gathering them in a cup

I ate ‘em up,

Not waiting to accumulate for guests and freezer.

I am freer now.

© Blueberry Season Has Begun 7.7.2010

Circling Round Nature;

Arlene Corwin