16 July 2026 (unripe blackberries)
Kristen Lindquist
unripe blackberries
the thunderstorm
passes us by
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Filtering by Tag: blackberries
unripe blackberries
the thunderstorm
passes us by
solstice sun
blackberries in flower
arch over the path
May Day
the crow ignores
store-bought blackberries
on a quest
for the black butterfly
blackberries
frost lingers
in the pine’s shadow . . .
blackberry canes
blackberries . . .
a few more waxwings
than yesterday
wild blackberries . . .
calls of waxwings multiply
in the canopy
below zero
blackberries from Mexico
purple my fingers
the purple sheen
of blackberry canes
winter light
ripe blackberries
the part of my brain
where poems come from
first blackberries
the soft sweet songs
of waxwings