Blackberrying

 
Photo by Evangeline Sellers

Photo by Evangeline Sellers

Alone in the fields,
it feels like a Sunday, as August days do -
solitude at its most sweet,
I lose myself
in methodically plucking
the berries, I watch them fall
into the bowl, a bright artificial green monster,
it does not fill up as fast as it should,
every sixth berry burst on my tongue, the taste inseparable
from the memory of hazy adolescent summers,
I wear the scratches, the purple hands as badges
of my existence outside of the city, for too long
I have been forgetting how to just be.


Evangeline Sellers is in her final year studying English and Creative Writing at University of Strathclyde. She says: 'My poem ‘Between’ was published in Issue 2 of Quotidian which was a lovely experience. In an attempt to be less of a cliché of a writer, I am letting my very outdoorsy younger brother teach me how to boulder. This is improving 1) how amusing I am to him & 2) my falling skills. In return, I have been making him read my poems. I think I got the better end of the deal.'