Friday, October 4, 2013

Goodbye grass and grass and grass


As some of you know, we've recently moved to a unit.

This is a small home, but it fits. Adults, children, bibelots and books: all have their allotments.

There is garden, but it is intimate: it invites hours for work and reflection, not endless drudgery.

So goodbye asbestos shed. Goodbye creepers and deadly nightshade. And goodbye grass and grass and grass. Because we are grass too:

Cut grass lies frail: 
Brief is the breath 
Mown stalks exhale. 
Long, long the death 

- from 'Cut Grass', Philip Larkin

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