Another Whirled Piece: Gardening in Days of Awe

Malvaviscus arboreus 'Dwarf Pink' Turk's Cap

In days of awe

When night temps can get raw

And politics can get steamy,

You stop by the less-traveled road

And drop your travel-less load,

Returning to life, garden-dreamy

Argiope aurantia near the end of her days

In days of awe

Argiope draws short straw

Of life and so shall we

If taking the Road to Damascus

Causes the world to task us

With rebuilding the whole Middle E

Love Bugs Make It On the Big Screen

In days of awe

A red-line faux pas--

Does a line in the sand really make it all right?

If truly we care for the future--we do have choices--

Let’s unravel each stitch of the suture

That’s bound up our voices

And so end this fight

In days of awe

Imagine the law

That captures the world’s attention

It frees us to act

With love, mercy—not blindly react—

Finally, at-one-ment(ion).

Whirled Piece: Ginger or Mary Ann? Julia or Lucetta?

Costus pictus, spiral ginger

The ginger that does grow
In tropical garden isle
Makes its way onto the blog
And so the garden file

It traveled here all potted up
Last year from lakeside yard
It grew but didn't bloom 'til now
A spiraling upwards guard

With gaze that grows from inward out
To focus on a whirled
Piece on Earth, on entwined fates allowed
To mingle here, so gradually unfurled.

Hedychium coronarium, butterfly ginger

JULIA: What is't that you took up so gingerly?

LUCETTA: Nothing.

JULIA: Why didst thou stoop, then?

LUCETTA: To take a paper [blog] up that I let fall.

JULIA: And is that paper [blog] nothing?

LUCETTA: Nothing concerning me.

JULIA: Then let it lie for those that it concerns...

(from William Shakespeare's The Two Gentleman of Verona, Act I, scene ii)

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I never dreamed I would become such a ginger gardener. But who can resist the tropical allure of these beauties? They grow so effortlessly, with so little care and attention, quite unlike a blog, I'm afraid. I never dreamed I would become such a "gingerly" blogger. If a blog is let go, allowed to drop out of sight and mind, it might just die on the vine, so to speak. And the entwined fates (faithful readers/followers/thinkers) will stop mingling here and remain unfurled. Impressions either never arrive or quickly leave, unseen and unspoken.

If you're wondering what Ginger or Mary Ann have to do with this whirled piece, blame SAM. When he saw the ginger unfurling its flower bracts, he suggested that I ask the question. Are you a Ginger or Mary Ann? Gilligan's Island fans will know what I'm talking about. You might even remember dramatic Ginger as Ophelia in this episode. There, now. Shakespeare>Ginger>Tropical Landscaping>Gilligan's Island. Everything comes together in this whirled piece. Oh. What about Julia or Lucetta? Read the play and let me know what you think.