Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot . . .
Like thickened wine: summer’s blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for Picking
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To be angry, is to revenge the fault of others upon ourselves.