Strawberries by Tamara Madison

 

Strawberries

Fragole, fresas, klubniki, fraises—
is there a term that names them better
than strawberry? I think of sunshine
and straw hats, picnics, boating parties,
a barber shop quartet, homemade
ice cream, grainy and sweet, everything

warm, wholesome, innocent, old fashioned.
Near my house there’s a strawberry field
that begins its work in spring, the stray seeds
emerging unbidden in neighboring gardens,
on walkways, from cracks in the sidewalk,
the clean white petals yielding pale-green

hearts that swell, redden, and fill
with so much happiness to give in their sweet-tart
flesh, the fertile seeds that linger in your teeth
and remind you of a gentle time only moments
ago when you tasted the essence of summer
on your grateful tongue.

NOTE: Have you ever read anything that TASTED so good? I love this yummy, summery poem. To read more by Tamara Madison and other poets and authors, check out Summer: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose, published by Silver Birch Press.

(Originally posted on Bookin’ It)

A Poem To Delight Gardeners . . .

. . . and lovers of SUMMER, everywhere!  This lovely poem, A Warm Summer In San Francisco, is included in the new Summer Anthology from Silver Birch Press. (I’m lucky enough to have three of my poems included in the book, as well, but that’s another story!)

Check it out:

A Warm Summer In San Francisco

And check out the Summer Anthology, too. It’s filled to the brim with poems, essays, excerpts from novels, and all sorts of yummy summer-themed goodies.

Summer: An Eclectic Anthology of Poetry & Prose (Silver Birch Press Anthologies) (Volume 3)