My poem “Blackcurrants” in Catalyst 17



My poem Blackcurrants has been published in the latest Catalyst. I am grateful to the editors.




 you fill large enamel pots

with ripe blackcurrants

the warm air pungent

& sticky with their juice


I was never sure what

you did with them all


those bushes are gone now

along with your pruned roses

& the willow tree

& you


yet here I am always

looking up at you

your back bent picking

from the rows of bushes

with overflowing basins

at your feet



Joanne Fisher



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