Uriel's Token

 

'Flowers appear on the earth;
    the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
    is heard in our land.'   
Song of Songs

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

To capture images
of a summer garden
is like culling fruit 
to preserve and savour
parade on the screen-shelf
fit for winter, when sap drains
colour shrinks from truant sun,
and the fulsome songs of birds
and fevered insects are muted


This once was
and will be again
an ever-amplified rebirth
 

Though sticks of winter
cringe in silent frost
bones ache in cruel winds
that claw at heartbeats
and circumvent the frame
cocooned in quilting,
the Archangel of Summer
will one day appear 
and reveal his abiding realm

 

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Perennial Pleasures

 

 

 

When I go into the garden with a spade, and dig a bed, I feel such an exhilaration and health that I discover
that I have been defrauding myself all this time in letting others do for me what I should have done with my own hands.

Ralph Waldo Emerson 

 

 

In summer, the song sings itself.

William Carlos Williams 

 

 I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days,
three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

John Keats

 

 

Gardens are not made by singing ‘Oh, how beautiful,’ and sitting in the shade.

Rudyard Kipling

 

 

The greatest fine art of the future will be the making of a comfortable living from a small piece of land.

Abraham Lincoln

 

 


A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift;
above all it teaches entire trust.

Gertrude Jekyll



How fair is a garden amid the trials and passions of existence.

Benjamin Disraeli 



If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need.

Cicero 


 
Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.


Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


 

 The garden is the poor man's apothecary.

German Proverb

 

 

 Who loves a garden still his Eden keeps;
Perennial pleasures plants, and wholesome harvest reaps.

A. Bronson Alcott

 

 

Green was the silence, wet was the light,
the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

Pablo Neruda

 

 

 

Garden as though you will live forever.

William Kent

 

 

 

 

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