Apple-Picking

The smell of apples picked fresh from the tree; the feel of one, heavy and round in my hand. Some are already picked, it’s the season for harvesting fruit and veggies ..

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APPLE-PICKING                                        053..8.9.13.

hands colour the air
shift leaves
pick names   Gala
Cox’s Orange Pippin
Fuji   Transparent
put them in baskets

leaves reach to steal
the air I breathe
take my footprints
from sunlit grass

098..8.13.13a breeze murmurs
of other apples that will ripen
round and red for harvest

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an early version was published in Affiliate

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berry & the bandThe Berry Books are perfect for 3-6 year-olds: Berry the mouse, who lives in a tree, gets into funny situations, and has to find his way out of them.

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...
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