Dissertation
Recently asked to sum up my proposed dissertation research in a haiku, to help maintain focus. Here it is (Of course subject to change at any moment):
What do gardens have
to do with Quakers? What are
their untold stories?
Morning clouds quickly
Overcame the
Flame at the edge of the world.
The gray day is a
bellows igniting a
Flowery inferno.
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#BalloonsBlow
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Glitter
Litter
Flitter
Bitter
In the garden glitter litter lies
I watch it flitter, bitter cries
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(A Tyburn Poem)
Samara
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Colossal samara sculpture spinning
The gentle breeze provoking giant seed
Around the garden at a ghostly speed
The bronze patinaed green and weathered well
Enormous silent, it has me grinning
The towering art, not aunaturel
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Salvia elegens
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Pineapple sage, sweet scented mint – November blooms, glad to know it
Tropical plant, ruby red hint – soft light green leaves, had to sow it
Container bound, oh so fragrant – hummingbird bait, rad to show it
Matter of time, frost will kill it – yearly planted, mad to grow it.
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Urban Gardeners
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Swiss urban green thumbs
Go green for food, social, health
Reasons, wealth matters
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A poetic synthesis of the conclusions of the research article
Permanent Bloom
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In a garden full of real blooms
I’m drawn to the metal flowers
On the gates of the garden rooms
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Lasting eons instead of hours
Never bothered by garden pests
Patinaed by weather’s power
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Within may still find insect nests
Though not a perfect habitat
Upon it you’ll find a bird rests
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(An Enclosed Triplet Poem)
#savestoneleigh
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We will honor the family who gave it
We will not allow eminent domain
An open space this garden shall remain
There’s a garden to save and we’ll save it.
We’re not prone to fighting but we’ll brave it.
There must be another space for new fields
From demolition this place we will shield
There’s a garden to save and we’ll save it.
Oh no! We will not let you pave it.
This too is a place for children learning
The school board’s proposal we are spurning
There’s a garden to save and we’ll save it.
We will honor the family who gave it
There’s a garden to save and we’ll save it.
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(An Echo Sonnet)
Prom Photo Flash Mob in the Garden
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Smiling Parents
Holding hands
In jean shorts and polo shirts
Walking just a few paces behind
Flowing gowns
Heeled shoes
Crisp tuxedos
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New loves
First loves
Smiling laughing chatting arm in arm
Holding bouquets and hems of dresses
Taking selfies
Group shots
Posing proudly
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Dodging daffodils
Compacting grass
Please don’t step on the flowers
Sir this is a public garden
Sparkly departures
Firm handshakes
Waving goodbyes
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(A Trinet Poem)
A Picture and a Poem 