If clothes make the man
then flowers make the fence
pendant cloisonné
embroidery silk and dense
thus is common serf
disdained low-class chain link
knighted to regal fanfare
of trumpets peachy-pink.
Thanks yet again to the S. W. Berg Photo Archives.
My neighbors’ yards bejewelled
by April cloisonne
— tulips’ dazzling hues
bowing in the May —
shine more brightly
than does mine
with shyly clever
columbine.
In canny metamorphosis
it changes jester hat
for coronet of wings —
a tulip can’t do that!
As spring gives way to summer
and tulips sag to brown
my columbine laughs last
in green and ruffly mound.
