Do you like to garden?
the estate agent asked
tangerine nails
tapping out
where to sign.
Rose, thornless: love at first sight
She died the year before
of course
I only met the husband.
Clamoring up and down
those garden paths
he paused.
A rare fern grows here
he said
but now he can't
seem to find it.
Camellia, pink: longing for you
He was a horrible man
the neighbor said
made her do everything
even after
she got sick.
Hydrangea: you are cold, heartlessness
Another said
she liked to take
the hidden path
between our houses
bringing Summer vegetables.
Rose, pink: friendship
I see her hand
in these gardens
strips of old cloth
support leaning trees
she never had the heart
to pull up an ill-placed sapling.
Geranium, ivy-leaf: your hand for the next dance
And I wonder
if she left a message here
in the language of flowers
Carnation, pink: I'll never forget you
Or maybe she just
really liked pink.
Cyclamen: Resignation and goodbye
February 28th, 2016
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