Deeper than purple plums,
so warm are imbraced.
Heavy with dust in the air
it makes you sneeze.
Back from the last harvest,
two full sloshing buckets.
Shutters unlocked a wake,
lay open to reclaim them.
Coming back around and picking
the few fruit that were missed.
Wonderful imagery. Touching expression Lofty theme. Brilliant poem. Thanks for sharing..
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I would like to translate this poem
purple plums, so warm are Embraced. BEAUTIFUL EMBRACE OF PURPLE ONE'S WHOSE WERE THEY LOVELY EMOTION DIPPED IN LOVE PP ME DOES SAY Have ur own way