by Seamus Heaney
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the blackberries would ripen. At first just one, a glossy purple clot (lines 3-4)
But when the bath was filled we found a fur, (line 18)
You ate the first one and its flesh was sweet (line 5)
that hunger Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots (lines 8-9)
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it Leaving stains upon our tongue (lines 6-7)
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