| Author | Message | ||
| M
Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3598 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Early Morning Berries Lisa Janice Cohen Its brambles snagged my winter scarf, scratched nail marks along the flank of my car. Etched tattoos on bare limbs of the unwary. It grew tangled and dark in the driveway that separated our houses; untamed, unrepentant. Hard black knots swelled in the spaces between thorns. We waited: Sparrows and starlings, blue jays, crows. Me with my cereal bowl, milk in a glass bottle. For two weeks I let the sharp sweetness implode on my blue tongue, stain careful fingers. I flew south searching for more exotic fruit, found papaya and banana, learned to eat fried plantains with red beans and rice. The tang of blackberries lingered on my lips, teased me home. |
