FrasMac Posted January 1, 2019 Share Posted January 1, 2019 Weeds In summer the garden weeds grew wild. Dock leaved, couched and nettled, Hedged in by inattentive beech. Now and then a straggly youth would Appear, trying to fork small order From the confusion of frondescence Before the green leaf folded in on him. Just let us be, they seemed to whisper. We will all pass on in wintertime, as usual. 21/12/18 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted January 2, 2019 Share Posted January 2, 2019 Nice. "dock leaved, couched and nettled" "confusion of frondescence" imagery with new words, love it. I like the orderly rhythm and clean tercets. I really enjoyed this poem. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted January 2, 2019 Share Posted January 2, 2019 Very good. Enjoyed the interplay of images and the procedural of the inevitable truth. 😉 Doc Con Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted January 6, 2019 Share Posted January 6, 2019 On 1/1/2019 at 9:06 PM, FrasMac said: Weeds In summer the garden weeds grew wild. Dock leaved, couched and nettled, Hedged in by inattentive beech...............why would the beech be attentive Now and then a straggly youth would..........like the straggly...unkept Appear, trying to fork small order From the confusion of frondescence Before the green leaf folded in on him. Just let us be, they seemed to whisper..................................nice gentle request We will all pass on in wintertime, as usual. 21/12/18 I like the sentiment of this, though I don't understand some of the individual lines. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted January 6, 2019 Share Posted January 6, 2019 I, too, like the clean look of this poem which Judi has already mentioned. The narrative brings to mind something from my own childhood. For several years we had a vegetable garden. From my perspective it was a lot of work, because it required weeding, an unpleasant task on a hot summer day, especially for a child who would rather be playing than doing a chore. Then came a time when some rabbits made a nest in the garden and ate from its bounty. My parents made the decision to let the rabbits be and let the garden go. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoelJosol Posted January 13, 2019 Share Posted January 13, 2019 Aside from what everyone else said, I like the part "Just let us be, they seemed to whisper". Some people talk to plants to sustain them. But the poem does the opposite. Plants as if to talk to humans. Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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