Showing posts with label Garden Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Garden Art. Show all posts
Monday, October 28, 2013
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Flamingo Watching by Kay Ryan
Wherever the flamingo goes,
she brings a city’s worth
of furbelows. She seems
unnatural by nature—
too vivid and peculiar
a structure to be pretty,
and flexible to the point
of oddity. Perched on
those legs, anything she does
seems like an act. Descending
on her egg or draping her head
along her back, she’s
too exact and sinuous
to convince an audience
she’s serious. The natural elect,
they think, would be less pink,
less able to relax their necks,
less flamboyant in general.
They privately expect that it’s some
poorly jointed bland grey animal
with mitts for hands
whom God protects.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
The garden. Shelley's world.

Now I know what to do with my grandmother's plates. It's a visual feast.--R
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Woodfish
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Talk to the Trees
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Put your heads together.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
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