There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates
laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you
sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you

let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills

let the storm wash the plates


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Strawberries was quoted from:

New Selected Poems, Manchester: Carcanet Press, 2000, pp. 39f.

The poem was originally published in the collection The Second Life, Edinburgh: Edinburgh University Press, 1968, which is out of print by now.

However, it was reprinted in:

Poems of Thirty Years, Manchester: Carcanet New Press, 1982, p. 166.

Selected Poems, Manchester: Carcanet Press, 1985, p. 38.

Collected Poems, Manchester: Carcanet Press, 1990, pp. 184f.

New Selected Poems, Manchester: Carcanet Press, 2000, p. 39f.

Both, Collected Poems and New Selected Poems, are still available directly at Carcanet Press Ltd., and any bookshop or online bookshop.


The copyright of the poem recited remains with Edwin Morgan and Carcanet Press Ltd.; it may not be copied or distributed without the express permission of both, the author and the publisher.





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