“I ate mythology & dreamt'- Yusef Komunyakaa (Blackberries)”

“Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.”

“I dreamt that my hair was kempt. Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.”

“The three of us ate a fine supper of grilled trout with sorrel cream sauce, and red potatoes out of Britney's old garden behind the ruins of the Watling place, and watercress sautéed in butter for hardly a moment with a dash of vinegar, and cream custard with wild blackberries for dessert.”

“I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’thing has always been and always will be you.I miss you.”

“I would give you my soul in a blackberry pie; and a knife to cut it with.”