munching a plum on
the street a paper bag
of them in her hand
They taste good to her
They taste good
to her. They taste
good to her
You can see it by
the way she gives herself
to the one half
sucked out in her hand
Comforted
a solace of ripe plums
seeming to fill the air
They taste good to her
The original version of this line was 
 Comforted, Relieved— 
 when the poem was first published in the journal  Smoke , in its Autumn 1934 issue.
To A Poor Old Woman