This line also relates to sex because he uses the word lust, which means a strong desire. The berry that he has begun to eat gave him a strong crave to want more. In lines ten he explains how they were going off the beaten path for the berries, even hunting around thorn bushes. The wet grass is from the rain, and you can see that right after the rain they decided to go berry picking because they could not wait any longer. Within lines fifteen to sixteen Heaney's describing the berries as how a body structure is, the ripe ones on top like a plate of staring eyeballs. He refers to Bluebeard which is a British fairy tale of a freaky guy who has blue beard who killed his wife, and he compares himself to the blue beard man as berry killers relating the blackberry as if they were human. In addition to the last couple line, he described the berries turning to mold but throughout the poem he used all five sense as he would look for the rips purple berries, but every year the berries would spoil, and we would get upset again wishing next year it would not be the same
This line also relates to sex because he uses the word lust, which means a strong desire. The berry that he has begun to eat gave him a strong crave to want more. In lines ten he explains how they were going off the beaten path for the berries, even hunting around thorn bushes. The wet grass is from the rain, and you can see that right after the rain they decided to go berry picking because they could not wait any longer. Within lines fifteen to sixteen Heaney's describing the berries as how a body structure is, the ripe ones on top like a plate of staring eyeballs. He refers to Bluebeard which is a British fairy tale of a freaky guy who has blue beard who killed his wife, and he compares himself to the blue beard man as berry killers relating the blackberry as if they were human. In addition to the last couple line, he described the berries turning to mold but throughout the poem he used all five sense as he would look for the rips purple berries, but every year the berries would spoil, and we would get upset again wishing next year it would not be the same