I’ve been inundated with zucchini, apples, pears, plums … which is great! The larder is getting full to bursting and I’m ready for a rest …
TO PRESERVE
plums tumble 
out of summer
down misted nights
into cold-fingered fall
flushed with purple
they slip
into September
to weight my hands
with jam
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A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.
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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...
I can almost smell and taste the jam. Hoping you are well.
I’ve reached the point of being plummed/jammed out! Glad this worked for you.