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The likelihood of finding strawberries
tiny and wild and sweet
around your ankles
on any given day
in any given place
is not great
but sometimes
people find strawberries
right where they are standing
just because it is their turn
to be given a taste
of something wild and sweet
© by Ralph Murre.
Used with the author's permission.
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Ralph Murre is a recovering Wisconsin farm boy who has taken to poetry instead of plowing, since the pay rate is about the same, and the females involved tend to be human rather than Holstein. His books to date are Crude Red Boat (unfortunately now out of print), Psalms, and The Price of Gravity. Ordering information for these books is available from littleeaglepress@gmail.com. You can learn more about Ralph, and enjoy his photographs, drawings, and more poetry, at his Arem Arvinson blog.
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Darrell Arnold:
Ralph's poem goes right to where I try to live every day. The tiny, sweet, natural blessings that God randomly throws our way are so special and so worth savoring. A few days ago, I sat reading beside a mountain stream, and there, at the edge of my vision was a dipper, or water ouzel, a terrific robin-sized gray bird that makes a living walking along the bottom of tumbling mountain streams turning over stones and eating insects dwelling thereunder. I had the privilege of watching that amazing bird at work. What a treasure to remember!
Posted 06/21/2025 09:21 AM
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