Serendipitous Conversations in the Garden

Today I walked the Garden with a gardener, Barbara, and her active and well informed 5 year old Zane. We put up the Garden Dada Poetry posters and Zane made a poem on a gardening glove.

Zane makes a poem on a gardening glove.

Zane makes a poem on a gardening glove.

Later, I met the first poetic experimenters, searching out the posters, carrying half-filled-in Garden Dada Poetry sheets. I hope to catch up with some of them to see the final product…

I had lots of garden-and-poetry conversations, and the Atkinsons of Caton, near Lancaster, made a poem with me, about a plant that arrived from nowhere to flourish in their garden. Here it is:

On a green bush something extra grows.
We thought it was
the bush itself that flowered.

But then we saw
this was new: flowering, red.
Little and lots of them.

A perfect mystery,
every June.

It reminds me of Garden Dada, the pleasure we take from things that come by chance.

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