
Since tomorrow is the annual
Strawberry Festival and Book Sale, I thought I'd look for some poems to share that mention strawberries. (I've bolded the reference, so don't think the poet wrote it that way!) The first is by John Greenleaf Whittier, who hailed from nearby
Haverhill, Massachusetts.
The Barefoot BoyBlessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
With thy red lip, redder still
Kissed by
strawberries on the hill;
With the sunshine on thy face,
Through thy torn brim’s jaunty grace;
From my heart I give thee joy,—
I was once a barefoot boy!
(read the rest of the poem in
Complete Poetical Works of Whittier [811 WHI])
The next is by Christina Rossetti.
Goblin MarketMorning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
"Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots,
strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather,—
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy."
A lovely long list of fruits, some of which I've never heard of!
My favorite strawberry poem, though, is this one by Mekeel McBride:
Inspiration's Favorite Foods
A freshly baked loaf of black bread where it is rumored that the Brothers
Grimm still hide their best stories. Strawberries. Day lilies for salad. And
lobster, only if served on a bed of watercress and white violets.
In times of stress, the shy solace of a baked potato. But remember this.
Inspiration can, if forced, take nourishment from nothing at all.Strawberries ripe, juicy, completely unadorned--they sure provide inspiration for me! McBride teaches at UNH; you can read more of her poetry in
Dog Star Delicatessen: New and Selected Poems, 1979-2006 [811.54 MCB]. (I apologize for the small font above, but it's the only way I can get the format correct.)
The Poetry Friday Round-Up is at Sara Lewis Holmes'
Write Read Believe. (Sara Holmes is author of
Letters from Rapunzel [J HOL].)Photo by Matthias Richwin