Eating those I can, before the bruises appear.
How quickly the season of apricots is over - a single nightâs wind is enough. I kneel on the ground, lifting one, then the next. Eating those I can, before the bruises appear.
- Jane Hirshfield, âSpeed and Perfectionâ in Given Sugar, Given Salt: Poems (Published April 2nd 2002 by Harper Perennial, first published 2001)











