Before the First Bite by Stephanie Stanton

 


 

Stephanie Stanton is a former science teacher, now teaching primary in a Medway school. Fairly new to writing poetry, she is an enthusiastic member of the mid-Kent Stanza group, occasionally performing at various open mic venues and has recently had a poem published in The Curlew.


 

 

               

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

           

 

 

Before the First Bite

 

 

 

From beneath grey tarpaulin

perched on upturned crates

we push back our hoods

and inspect the fruit

 

both breathless. I was certain

we were lost forever, enchanted by

endless rows of jewelled giants until

we stumble upon the treacherous

 

ladders of our mothers. Harvest for them

is serious work; reaching precariously

stretching income. Neither can pick

the greater nuisance – us or the weather

 

The rustles, creaks and squeaks of our

waterproofs chatter sporadically

with the torrent as our tiny fingers chase

rain futilely from blushing contours

 

writhing at the cold trickles worming across

skin, growing branch-like tributaries under

gathered cuffs. Nowhere sees escape from

the damp.

              We raise apples to wide mouths.

 

 

Stephanie Stanton

 

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