Poem: The Attraction of Blackberries

Primanews | 23-02-2026 02:17pm |

The first time she tried to seduce me,(atoms falling in a vacuum)she asked about blackberries—(every mass exerts some gravity) Did I know their season, where they grow?(galvanometers, gravimeters)I could answer both easily—(tools to measure small attractions) down the dirt road in September.(devices that report, don’t interfere)She eagerly went there with me,(variations in readings occur) We

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