How does your garden grow?

[milkdrunk]

Filthy Landscape, Charles Simic

The season of lurid wildflowers
Strewn on the meadows
Drunk with kissing
The red-hot summer breezes.

A ditch opens its legs
In the half-undressed orchard
Teeming with foulmouthed birds
And smutty shadows.

Scandalous view of a hilltop
In pink clouds of debauchery.
The sun peeking between them

Comments

Oh, yes!

[milkdrunk]

I waltzed this spring. It's autumn now, true, but I'd like to do it again sometime. ;)

Thank you, flipe.

Ah

[milkdrunk]

'Whoopsie-daisy,' I should say. My calendar (and the weather, too) tells me it is still summertime where I am. :)