Gardening's Goal Is To Provide Delight
Garden Poem of the Day
The Sky Over My Mother's House
By Jaime Manrique
It is a July night
Scented with gardenias.
The moon and stars shine
Hiding the essence of the night.
As darkness fell---
With its deepening onyx shadows
And the golden brilliance of the stars--
My mother put the garden, her house, the kitchen, in order.
Now, as she sleeps,
I walk in her garden
Immersed in the solitude
Of the moment.
I have forgotten the names
Of many trees and flowers
And there used to be more pines
Where orange trees flower now.
Tonight I think of all skies
I have pondered and once loved.
Tonight the shadows around
The house are kind.
The sky is a camera obscura
Projecting blurred images.
In my mother's house
The twinkling stars
Pierce me with nostalgia,
And each thread in the net
That surrounds this world
Is a would that will not heal.
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Gardener's Quote of the Day
"Gardening is ultimately a folly whose goal is to provide delight."
— Deborah Needleman
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Gardening Question of the Day
Do you like to spend time in the garden with your family?
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