Small lizard-skin Case containing Glasses snaps shut. She moves in the Wake of others Up little roads Clustered around A station, where Blue-eyed Rosemary Begins an end To winter in A new nation. "Ah! I'm cold," She says, and Spring unfolds.
Lovely! Like a haiku but with more words: it has that same three part Aha! quality and format. BTW, my Rosemary is doing just that now, too, in my tiny circular garden!
Thanks Will. Lately I find plants waking up suggesting scenes, patterns from memory and imagination. Guess I wake up a little more too! I've seen your garden around the tree and have always liked it.
Lovely! Like a haiku but with more words: it has that same three part Aha! quality and format. BTW, my Rosemary is doing just that now, too, in my tiny circular garden!
ReplyDeleteThanks Will. Lately I find plants waking up suggesting scenes, patterns from memory and imagination. Guess I wake up a little more too! I've seen your garden around the tree and have always liked it.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. I love rosemary.
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