I Love Blueberries…Don’t You?

Blueberry, by Diane Lockward

Deep-blue hue of the body, silvery bloom

on its skin. Undersized runt of a fruit,

like something that failed to thrive, dented top

a fontanel. Lopsided globe. A temperate zone.

Tiny paradox, tart and sweet, homely

but elegant afloat in sugar and cream,

baked in a pie, a cobbler, a muffin.

via The Writer’s Almanac with Garrison Keillor | Blueberry by Diane Lockward.

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