Stemmed swan,
wings of snow,
winter daydream’s
furbelow.
With thanks to my dear friend Donna for the elegance of this white amaryllis,
which has bloomed manically and isn’t done yet.
Tag Archives: houseplants
January 18.20
Beware the gardener’s itch
to dig in firma terra
lest you be pruned and potted
along with the schefflera.
The gardener cannot help it,
her nails are far too clean,
so kitchen turns to hothouse,
mid-winter turns to green.
With more thanks to photographer S.W. Berg
and to indoor/outdoor gardener D.J. Berg
for this testimonial to gardeners’ winter fever.
Connections: April 25.18
The tulips languish, sodden,
(those not by rabbit eaten)
jonquils merely leaf
cold-weary, winter-beaten.
A miser’s hand apportions
the flowering of this spring
there’s scant delight in the meadow
and nary a daffy-down-dilling.
But from windless cozy house
a trumpeting four-in-one
sings out to the colorless garden:
“I’ll show you how it’s done!”
It quadruple megaphones
“You can be like me, yay, verily!”
the concerted garden response
comes back somewhat raspberrily.
With thanks and apologies to Shakespeare.
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