Tag Archives: flowers
Last week, flowers – red and white vinca – were planted beneath the curbside tree. Come Sunday morning, they were not. Someone had pulled them out and left them, roots upturned to die. Who would do this to a flower? … Continue reading
ancient promise turn, turn, turn eruption of flowers
I took a walk, mid-afternoon past the old theater being cautiously demolished. Across the street a new building rising More apartments- millennial housing. Past the Cathedral and Enoch Pratt Library racks of blue bikes waiting for rental. a young guy, … Continue reading
so much depends upon the dried wild flowers tied with pink ribbons atop the straw bonnet [The Red Wheel Barrow]
So much depends upon a red wheel barrow filled with pink flowers beside the stone chickens. When I read The Red Wheel Barrow, I picture a planter just like this and a few lawn ornament chickens.