Monday, 1 March 2010

Garden Bloggers Muse Day ~ March 2010



The Seed Shop

Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,
Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand,
Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry -
Meadows and gardens running through my hand.

In this brown husk a dale of hawthorn dreams;
A cedar in this narrow cell is thrust
That will drink deeply of a century's streams;
These lilies shall make summer on my dust.

Here in their safe and simple house of death,
Sealed in their shells, a million roses leap;
Here I can blow a garden with my breath,
And in my hand a forest lies asleep.

Muriel Stuart, 1885 -1967

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12 comments:

  1. Hi Anna, I just love crocuses--they are my favorite spring bulb. :) Especially the purple/white striped ones.

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  2. Dear Anna, What a lovely and apt poem for what one hopes is the start of spring. And how nice that you chose a picture of a crocus - a refreshing change from too many daffodils.

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  3. The imaginings of what lies in those dried seeds, Anna, so perfect for the beginning of a new growing season. Thank goodness for the crocus, to give us color when we need it most.
    Frances

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  4. Oh my, what a lovely poem for Muse Day! Happy March :)

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  5. I really liked this poem! It's amazing what can come of a seed.
    Beautiful Crocuses, looks like they've got sun shining on them :)

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  6. Anna:
    An aptly beautiful poem to herald the imminent arrival of Spring, and to highlight the post with a most perk Crocus..... surely Spring is just round the next bend... or is it the one after, or the one after that. Tis a most crooked mile between your home and mine! LOL!

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  7. Lovely image and poem. I think the last line of the poem is absolutely sublime. Nice treat :)

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  8. Hi Anna~~ I like the line about the cedar, "That will drink deeply of a century's streams." Such potential we have as gardeners to beautify the earth. Or to just let nature take its course.

    I love how the sun catches your crocuses. They may be small but they sure are a refreshing balm for us winter weary folk.

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  9. Lovely photo and very nice words of a poem.
    So far this year I have seen only white crocuses.

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  11. 'sealed in their shells, a million roses leap' ... beautiful! A perfect poem for today Anna.
    Your crocuses are very pretty.

    Jeanne x

    PS Enjoy your stay in East Anglia - the sun is shining for you!

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  12. Your last post was teasing me with snowdrops, and this one it's crocus's. You've captured their colour beautifully.

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Namasté

- Anna.