Dark as ink this fig on your outstretched hand
what kind of offering is it
please verify

I can’t figure out what to do with
the slumped weight of it

though your voice is persuasive enough
to return me to blossom

could I place it with reverence in the appointed bowl
a purple-black shadow multiplying
in polished copper

or tear it in half to smear on my wrists
soured sweetness in the dry-down

the fig’s florets opened in darkness
innocent of the wasp

winter tightens around me
flames creep back to life

the fig’s stored summer is barely plausible



Fiona Larkin’s debut pamphlet, A Dovetail of Breath, was published by Rack Press in 2020 She was highly commended by the Forward Prizes 2019 in the Best Single Poem category. She organises innovative poetry events with Corrupted Poetry