Smoke-mirled, blue-black sloes,

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Seamus Heaney

 

Sloe Gin

 

The clear weather of juniper darkened into winter

She fed gin to sloes and sealed the glass container.

When I unscrewed it I smelled the disturbed tart stillness of a bush rising through the pantry.

When I poured it it had a cutting edge and flamed like Betelgeuse.

I drink to you in smoke-mirled, blue- black sloes, bitter and dependable

Done