Take a moment to kick off your shoes, relax, and refill your cup. Enjoy some poetry and a bit of art.
Browse through the assorted offerings, and hopefully you'll find something helpful, informative, or just fun.
Oh, And chocolate!
I had no idea the elf owl
Crept into you in the secret
I have torn myself out of many bitter places
In America, that seemed
Tall and green-rooted in mid-noon.
I wish I were the spare shadow
Of the roadrunner, I wish I were
The honest lover of the diamondback
And the tear the tarantula weeps.
I had no idea you were so tall
And blond in moonlight.
I got thirsty in the factories,
And I hated the brutal dry suns there,
So I quit.
You were the shadow
Of a hallway
I have never gone through that door,
But the elf owl’s face
Is inside me.
You are not one of the gods.
Your green arms lower and gather me.
I am an elf owl’s shadow, a secret
Member of your family.
from: Above the River: The Complete Poems. Copyright 1992.
If anyone would like to share their own gardening adventures with me - large or small, inside or out - I would love to see them.
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I know. I know. Terrarium posts two weeks in a row. I just had to show you the difference that just adding the backing made. I gives it depth and makes it look fuller. I'm really quite happy about it. But then again, I'm easily amused.
It is in the nature of things that joy arises in a person free from remorse.