Supernaturally

For M
(inspired by Harry Martinson's Höstdikt
and M's rose heap)

Flowers drop with supernatural grace
handkerchiefs for wet noses
that snuff out every last space
in a heap of fallen roses.
Heaven spits cold
on a bell of cress
before washing and drying
her evanescent dress.

Summer play

For N, O & U
Inspired by Harry Martinson's "Sommarspel"

This is where summer's green path went.
Coaxed by the sun in the field
poppy petals, opiate flags, unfolded.
Cricket played at last a passage
Despite all winter ants warning.

Like the poppy, she too is dead now,
but they lived their brief life there
where summer was within,
grounded in its own life,
at home in her green house.

A room with a view

Christian Bonos purchased a concrete bunker designed by Albert Speer to house his collection of contemporary art (see my blog entry May 10, 2010).
The SPCA picks up strays dogs and tries to find them new owners.
The social welfare department places children who need nurturing in summer camps and foster homes.
Bag ladies and gentlemen scavenge and recycle aluminum cans and bottles.
We find drooping plants - herbs, vegetables and flowers - on sale at local garden stores. We replant them in the allotment space that O has hewn from bedrock (and reinforced with concrete), water and nurture them, and love watching them grow.
A lot is whatever you make of it.