Cyclamen
A furious-pink cyclamen
now grows in the green
ceramic cube with no
escape for water. I had
a fuzzy old brain
cactus that couldn’t
survive so long
a wet season,
although I kept it
as if it were alive
sometimes using the pot
for a doorstop in summer.
When I finally let go
and dumped the papery
body into a corner
of the garden
by the rosemary
and the woodpile,
I discovered someone
had mixed the dirt
with styrofoam peanuts.
You could almost see
how the mind works.
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Categories: Nature in the Cracks
Katherine, this is great. Love the last two lines! Un abrazo, Aimee
Living in the Southwest, I appreciate the feeling, being sorry when you supply too much water to what lives best without watering. Or providing styrofoam to anything that’s better off without it. In the middle of the Pacific, they took a sample and found tons of styrofoam floating in a single square mile of water. How much styrofoam does it take to make a ton? Might as well try feeding it to a brain cactus. My own brain gets fuzzy over it.