Blackberry-Picking Comments

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Late august and the rain bring to us sweetest ripen fruits; nice to read the poem

Like the delicious taste of childhood, black-berries cannot be made to last, only savored in the storage of our memories.

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An amazing poem! The images of blackberry picking are so vivid! It is also a thought provoking poem as it says how our efforts may go in vain when do not care about small things.

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Exquisite really enjoyed this lit poem

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I really enjoyed this poem. It reminded me of the many summers I spent taking my sons picking. Happy days, of course we could freeze them!

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This is such a beautiful poem, even more rich and colourful when read by the writer himself but not by this cold, wretched computerise voice! I'd rather read it quietly, by myself, to myself please

Seamus heaney the great poet ever remembered through the beautiful poems pertaining the real man and his sufferings. I like this poem also. A nature and agriculture fields the them he made in this poem with such beauty.

my favourite poem. P.S Only an idiot wouldn't understand that this poem is not about picking fruit and letting it go moldy again and again

A deliciously evocative poem, alight with the vivid sensations of summer and nature's fragile bounty. And against this is calibrated a child's awakening and somewhat wilful comprehension of how he interacts with it, and of his place in it. I really enjoy this poem every time I read it, quite viscerally, as if I am consuming it afresh each time.

very nice poem.. put the taste of berries in my mouth.. enjoyed :)