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the growing part of ‘growing and gathering’

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So far in my posts, I have talked mostly about harvesting wild edibles.  I am starting to get a little produce from my garden, so I thought I’d do a post for the ‘growing’ side of ‘growing and gathering’.

I have only a small garden, laughable by many standards.  We have too much shade and since I won’t allow the nearby trees to be cut, I must be content with spindly carrots, sorrowful pea vines and a plethora of slugs.  However, I also have lots of perennials and a small herb garden, enough to keep us in regular small harvests of additions for our dinners.

On Monday, I decided to prepare my favourite lunch, couscous, with a gathering from my garden.  I used:

~ a handful of black and red currants (just ripening this week!)

~ a sprig of thyme

~ a few leaves of oregano

~ a small spray of parsley

~ a handful of chives

~ one clove of garlic from the shadowy garden.

To this I added a small purple onion from the grocery store…

I chopped the onion and the herbs quite fine…

I sautéed everything in olive oil, very briefly (to keep it all crisp and keep the currents from going mushy)…

and added the mixture to my couscous, prepared with boiling water and a quarter teaspoon of powdered chicken bullion.

A delicious dinner, a little tart, but perfect for my taste buds!!!!

©  Jane Tims  2012

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July 11, 2012 at 5:03 pm

a moment of beautiful – mustard fields in bloom

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the space: a field along the St. John River

the beautiful: mustard in bloom

In some of the cultivated fields along the St. John River, acres of mustard are in bloom.  Mustard is common here, in both coastal and inland areas, along roads and in fields.  In the last weeks, I have found two species, Black Mustard (Brassica nigra (L.) Koch) and Field Mustard (Brassica rapa L.) also known as Rape, or Bird’s Rape.

Mustard is an herb of medium size, with pale yellow, four-petalled flowers in terminal clusters, and large lobed leaves.  The seeds are contained in pods; each pod ends in an elongated beak.

Mustard is well-known for its uses.  The young, basal leaves may be cooked as greens or used in salads.  Clusters of unopened flower buds can be cooked like brocolli.  The tender seed pods are pickled, or used in salads.

Mustard’s best-known use is as a spice – the seeds are collected, dried and ground to make hot yellow mustard.  I have a spot staked out to collect the seeds as they ripen in August, since I want to dry and grind some seeds for my own mustard.

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sandwich

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green leaves

between brown earth

and summer sky,

finished with

a generous smear

of mustard

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©  Jane Tims  2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

Written by jane tims

July 9, 2012 at 7:49 am

growing and gathering – picking berries with friends

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As I am deciding how to organise my poetry manuscript on ‘growing and gathering’ local foods, I am considering the themes of the various poems.  I think these themes will become the sections in my manuscript.

One of the first themes to emerge, perhaps the easiest to examine, is about ‘relationships’.

Although I have often picked berries alone, my best memories are of picking berries with members of my family.  Both my Mom and Dad loved to pick berries.  My Dad was a fast picker and I was always in silent competition with him to pick the most berries… I never won.  My Mom picked berries quickly, but took the time to enjoy the fresh air, the blue sky and the expanse of the berry field.  When I think of picking berries with her, I feel calm and a little lazy.  My relationship with my mother-in-law was also shaped by our many berry-picking experiences; when I pick raspberries, I hear her quiet laughter in the breeze.

As I write poetry for my ‘growing and gathering’ manuscript, I have explored my relationships with the various people in my life.

Some of these are based on real experiences I have had picking berries or gathering greens.   Examples include poems about trying to find an old berry field, now grown over, or how changes in a relationship can be observed over the years in the annual picking of berries.  Although most of the poems are about plants, I have included production of other local foods – so a poem about beekeeping, for example, explores how two people interact during a small emergency.

In other cases, the gathering of local foods is a metaphor for some aspect of a relationship, whether good and bad.  At least some of these metaphors are related to the characteristics of plants or animals – for example, the serrated edges of leaves, the slipperiness of a trout, the gentle feel and fragrance of Bedstraw, or the bitterness of taste common to so many ‘salad’ greens.

Some of the metaphor is based on the place where plants grow.  Examples include the seclusion of many berry-picking spots, or the physical spaces created by rows of corn plants.

As I look over the Table of Contents for my manuscript, I realise some poems will be stronger if placed within another theme.  So I have moved, for example, a poem about picking berries over a three-week period from the theme on ‘relationships’ to a theme about ‘change’.

This consideration of the themes in my poetry has given me a good start to organising the poems, and identifying gaps I have to fill.  I know now there are lots of gaps, and many poems yet to write!

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Bitter Blue

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of all the silvery summer days we spent none so warm sun on

granite boulders round blue berry field miles across hazy miles

away from hearing anything but bees

and berries

plopping in the pail

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beside you I draped my lazy bones on bushes crushed berries and

thick red leaves over moss dark animal trails nudged between rocks

baking berries brown musk rising to meet blue heat

or the still fleet scent

of a waxy berry bell

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melting in my mouth crammed with fruit sometimes pulled from

laden stems more often scooped from your pail full ripe blue pulp

and the bitter shock of a hard green berry never ripe

or a shield bug

with frantic legs

and an edge to her shell

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Published as: ‘Bitter Blue’, Summer 1993, The Amethyst Review 1 (2)

Published on www.nichepoetryandprose.wordpress.com on July 31, 2011

© Jane Tims 2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

Pineapple Weed (Matricaria matricarioides (Less.) Porter.)

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I bear weeds no ill-will.  When I pull them in my garden, I am just helping my vegetables to get an edge in the great competition.  Also, as you now know, I consider many ‘weeds’ to be edible and delicious.  But, in one case, I cheerfully stomp on the weeds and consider the benefits to outweigh the sorrow.

When I went to meetings at our provincial Department of Agriculture, Aquaculture and Fisheries, I had to follow a wide path of concrete slabs to get to the door of the building.  In the cracks between the slabs grew a small, rather pretty weed.  I loved to step on this weed, or pick it, to smell its fragrance.   The weed is Pineapple Weed and, crushed, it smells just like pineapple.  Its scent is also reminiscent of Garden-camomile, or Hay-scented Fern.

Pineapple Weed grows along roadsides and in waste places, wherever the soil is disturbed and competition from other plants is low.  It is an inconspicuous cousin of Garden-camomile (Anthemis nobilis L.) and looks a little like Camomile except the flowers have no white ray-florets.  The leaves of Pineapple Weed are very finely divided and feather-like.

The generic name Matricaria comes from the Latin word matrix, meaning ‘womb’, a tribute to its reputed medicinal properties.  The specific name matricarioides means ‘like Matricaria’ since it was originally considered to be another species.

My husband tells me, as a child, he used plants of Pineapple Weed as miniature trees when he played with his Dinky cars!

To make a pale yellow, pineapple-scented tea, steep the fresh or dried flowers of Pineapple Weed in hot water.

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

 

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Matricaria

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two in the morning

and the canister of Camomile

yawns empty

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crush Matricaria

steep a sprinkle of flowers

in water, tea the color

of straw

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surround of pineapple

hay-scented fern

sleep

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©  Jane Tims  2012

Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh)

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Last fall, when I made our Christmas wreaths, one of the greens I gathered was Ground Juniper.  It was so prickly and difficult to handle, I decided not to use it again.  However, since I am now looking at plants from the point of view of edibility, I want to take another look at the Common Juniper bushes growing on our lake property.

Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh) is a low, evergreen shrub, growing in bogs and on barren soils in abandoned pastures.  The specific name of Ground Juniper, communis, means ‘in clumps’. The branches of Ground Juniper take the form of a dense, oval mat, spreading horizontally across the ground.

Ground Juniper is also known as genévrier in French.  The name of the spirit ‘gin’is derived from this word since the oil of the Juniper berry is used to flavor gin.

The needles of Ground Juniper are a yellowish-green.  They are flattish, three-sided and have a whitened stripe on the lower surface.

one branch of the shrub turned over to show the white stripe on the underside of the needles

The bluish, waxy berries are actually cones.  They are light green at first and mature over three years to a dark blue.  The berries of Juniper appear covered by a whitish powder.

The berries of Ground Juniper are woody and hard, but edible in small quantities as a spice for meat, especially game.  They have a resinous odor and a sweet taste, and are crushed, dried and ground to release the flavour.

The young berries and young leaves can be also boiled in water for ten minutes and then steeped for another ten minutes to make a tea.

The berries are known for their medicinal properties and so should be used sparingly and with caution.

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

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Ground Juniper (Juniperus communis L. var depressa Pursh)

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boughs spread horizontal,

hug the ground

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cones disguised as berries,

leaves as needles

all, dusted with powder

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waxy berries glow

like blue planets, offer themselves –

we harvest, reach, mindful of sharps

and moon-dust, the true distance

between pasture and sky

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meat spiced with wooden berries, ground

and sorrows drowned in jiggers of gin

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©  Jane Tims    2012

Written by jane tims

July 2, 2012 at 8:41 am

limits of the tide #4 – Orach (Atriplex patula L.)

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Orach (Atriplex patula L.) is a common inhabitant of coastal areas in New Brunswick.  It lives in sheltered locations on the upper shore, out of reach of the highest tides.

The leaves of Orach are fleshy and arrow-shaped.  The margins of the leaves are variously toothed and the lowest teeth point outward (‘hastate’, similar to the leaves of Sheep Sorrel in the June 8, 2012 post under the category ‘growing and gathering’).  The leaves are grey to bright green and lighter on the underside of the leaf.  Orach is a highly variable and poorly known species with respect to taxonomy.

Orach flowers from July to August.  The flowers are like many seaside plants, inconspicuous and small, in the axils of the leaves.

Orach is tasty and salty.  It can be used in salads, or cooked in boiling water for 15 minutes and served like spinach.

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

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hunting the orach

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I know the place where the orach hides –

out of the way of the rising tides

between the rocks and deep in the sand,

with his halberd drawn, he makes his stand

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©  Jane Tims  2012

Written by jane tims

June 30, 2012 at 8:12 am

limits of the tide #2 – Seaside Plantain (Plantago juncoides Lam.) – Goosetongue greens

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One of the edible plants we found at Oak Bay (near St. Stephen, New Brunswick) was Seaside Plantain, also known locally as Goosetongue.

Seaside Plantain, also known as Goosetongue, ready to pick… they have to be rinsed well since the outgoing tide has left a thick layer of sediment behind…

Seaside Plantain (Plantago juncoides Lam.) grows in thick clumps, forming an intermittent carpet across the shore.  The succulent, linear leaves of Seaside Plantain are grey-green in color.  Inconspicuous green flowers, not present until later in June, rise from the rosette of leaves in a terminal spike.  Seaside Plantain is in the same genus as Common Plantain (see the post for June 13, 2012,  ‘Common Plantain’ under the category ‘growing and gathering’).  Plantago is from the Latin for ‘footprint’ and juncoides means ‘rush-like’.

Goosetongue greens are pleasantly salty and are a local delicacy, eaten as a salad or pickle, or cooked like green beans and served with butter.  For a vivid description of the experience of gathering and preparing Goosetongue greens, see Nature of Words (www.natureofwords.com/2011/07/goosetongue-greens/) by Deborah Carr, and the post for July 14, 2011, entitled ‘Goosetongue greens’.

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

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Sunday Dinner at Maces Bay

                 Seaside Plantain (Pantago juncoides Lam.)

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dig right in

says your father

and nudges the pitcher of water

in my direction

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I study the ‘goosetongue greens’ –

mound of green spaghetti

between spuds and chicken,

green eels diving

for the bottom of the plate

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two things not in their favour –

they’re green,

they look a little like

the tongues of geese

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I watch your Dad –

he adds a dollop of butter,

he weaves his fork to catch a little of each,

potato, greens and chicken,

chews with his eyes closed,

reaches for his glass of water

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I sigh

and taste –

salt air and butter-cream,

crisp, the perfect crush,

mouth-feel, amazing

please pass the water

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©  Jane Tims 2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

limits of the tide #1 – edible plants

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Last week, our travels took us to the edge of the sea, where I looked for more edible wild plants.  I found what I was looking for at Oak Bay, near St. Stephen.  At the end of a little-used road, we came out on a gravelly spit of land jutting into the Bay.

mid-tide at Oak Bay… at high tide, most of the foreshore will be covered by salt water… at low tide, the clam-flats will be exposed

There, on the shoreline, were four plants to add to my larder of edible wild.

Three of the species formed a small community near the upper reaches of the shore:  Seaside Plantain, Sea-blite and Samphire.  All three are in the photo below… can you find them?

The Seaside Plantain (also known as Goosetongue) is the dense clump of long, thick, linear leaves in the photo above…

The Sea-blite is just starting to grow.  Later in the season it will be as large or larger than the Seaside Plantain.  In the enlargement below, Sea-blite is the small green plant to the right of the clump of Seaside Plantain…

The Samphire is also very small this time of year.  Later it will be as large as the Sea-blite or Seaside Plantain.  In the photo enlargement below, it is at the base of the clump of Seaside Plantain, at exactly 6 o’clock.

The fourth edible plant at Oak Bay is Orach.  It grows on the upper shore, above the Seaside Plantain and beyond the limit of the tide.  These plants often grow together along the coast, on salt marshes, tidal flats, dykelands and beaches.

Since the plants were not plentiful and not yet ready to pick, I took only one plant of each, for my drawings.  I also took a bite of each type of leaf.  Although there are subtle differences, all four were crisp and salty in flavour, a delightful nibble of the salty sea.

These are just a few of the edible plants living in coastal areas of New Brunswick.    Over the next posts, I will explore these four species and a few others.

©  Jane Tims  2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

growing and gathering – the benefits of eating ‘very local’ foods

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In 2007, Alisa Smith and J.B. MacKinnon embarked on a year-long experiment in eating local. Their book, The 100 Mile Diet – A Year of Local Eating, introduced many to the idea of obtaining their food from nearby sources. It reminded people about the thousands of kilometers our food has to travel to make it to our tables. It pointed out some of the barriers to ‘eating local’ and showed how, with a little ingenuity and effort, our diets could be more environmentally conscious and sustainable.

Eating local foods is a sound choice in our illogical world.  It supports local farmers and producers. It mitigates some of the energy costs associated with moving food hundreds of miles to the consumer. It honors our origins and connects us to our ancestors who lived their lives more simply and locally.

Into this concept of eating local, I include the idea of eating wild foods whenever possible. My mother grew up in a time when bulging grocery carts were unheard-of. Without subscribing to any particular theory of eating local, she supplemented her food with wild edibles as a matter of habit. In addition to using rhubarb and currents from her garden, she picked berries when they were in season, tried to convince her family to join her in eating dandelion greens and sour dock, and showed us how to pick spruce gum from spruce trees as a chewy treat.

Eating ‘very local’ has many benefits.  The edible plants growing right outside our doors are filled with nutrients, many are very palatable, even delicious, and they are present in great variety, and in all seasons.  They are free and are easy to harvest and prepare.  Picking berries or chewing spruce gum puts us in touch with nature and helps us to understand our role as a member of the ecosystem.  It honors the people who came before us and helps us connect with the way our parents and grand-parents lived their lives.  Identifying and picking wild plants for food is an enjoyable activity and a way to show your children how to be thrifty, engaged members of the ecosystem.

In an upcoming post, I will look at some of the ethical issues around using wild plants as food.

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six bottles of jam

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I reach up, for a cluster of pin cherries

and stop –

above me, my grand-mother’s hand

dry as a page from her recipes,

age-spotted, worried at the edges

her ankles are swollen, but she is determined –

enough berries for a half-dozen

bottles of pin cherry jam

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© Jane Tims 2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.

Rough Bedstraw (Galium asprellum Michx.)

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Rough Bedstraw (Galium asprellum Michx.) is a common sprawling weed.  It forms a tangle across low pastures, brooksides and ditches.    The tangle looks springy and comfortable, the perfect mattress stuffing, but feels rough and sticky when rubbed backwards from stem to flowers, due to the plant’s  rasping, hooked prickles.

Other names for bedstraw are Cleavers and, in French, gaillet.  The generic name is from the Greek gala meaning ‘milk’, since milk is curdled by some species.

Rough Bedstraw is one of a number of common Galium species. They all have the same general habit… small narrow leaves are arranged in whorls of six or eight around the stem.  They are all useful plants.  They were used as stuffing because of their physical characteristics and because the smell of the dried plant repels fleas.

To identify the species of  Galium mentioned below:

~ smell the plant in question

~ count the leaves

~ look for the color of the flowers

~ determine if the plant is rough or smooth

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Galium asprellum Michx.

Rough Bedstraw has its leaves in sixes, and is rough with recurved bristles.  Its flowers are white.  This species has weak stems and reclines on other vegetation. Asprellum means ‘somewhat rough’. It has been used to stuff mattresses.

Galium triflorum Michx.

Sweet-scented Bedstraw or Fragrant Bedstraw grows in forested areas.  It has white flowers arising along the stem and its leaves in sixes.  It reclines and clings, but is not as bristly as Rough Bedstraw.  Fragrant Bedstraw is used for stuffing mattresses and has the smell of vanilla when it dries.

Galium verum L.

Lady’s Bedsraw or Yellow Bedstraw has yellow flowers borne at the top of the upright stem, and leaves in sixes or eights.  The plant is hairy but not clinging.  The word verum means ‘true’, derived from the Christian tradition that Yellow Bedstraw lined Jesus’ manger at Bethlehem.  The roots also make a red or yellow dye.

Galium aparine L.

Cleavers, Goose-grass, Stickywilly, or (in Ireland) Robin Run the Hedge is bristly and has white flowers and leaves in eights. Aparine is the old generic name and probably means to ‘scratch, cling or catch’. The young shoots can be cooked as greens or used as a salad. The nuts are roasted and ground for a coffee substitute.

Galium mollugo L.

White Bedstraw, Hedge Bedstraw, or Wild Madder has white flowers and its leaves mostly in eights.  It is smooth, without bristles and stands upright.  A red dye is made from the roots.  Its leaves are edible as a potherb or salad.  It has a mildy astringent taste.

Most of the Galium along the roadsides in our area is Wild Madder (Galium mollago L.).


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Rough Bedstraw

(Galium asprellum Michx.)

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Our mattress is lumpy, as though stuffed

with Rough Bedstraw, fragrant as new sheets

but uncomfortable

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I sleep poorly

and a spring sticks in my back,

just where arthritis begins, along the spine

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Small back-pointed bristles

thwart my turning, bed-clothing tacky

on this humid night

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©  Jane Tims 2012

Warning:
1. never eat any plant if you are not absolutely certain of the identification;
2. never eat any plant if you have personal sensitivities, including allergies, to certain plants or their derivatives;
3. never eat any plant unless you have checked several sources to verify the edibility of the plant.