Poetry, Videos

The Wind

The wind begun to rock the grass
Emily Dickinson

The wind begun to rock the grass
With threatening tunes and low,—
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.

The leaves unhooked themselves from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.

The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The lightning showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.

The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands

That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But overlooked my father’s house,
Just quartering a tree.

My Garden, Photography

Celandine Poppy

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This may also be wood poppy. They’re very similar, and I’m not sure how to tell the difference between the two. It’s coming through the fence from my neighbor’s garden, so I guess you could say it’s a gift from her, too. I’m not sure what to do about it, because it’s really aggressive. So much so that it’s choking out the mint in her garden, which is impressive!

The bottom photo is another Lensbaby 2.0 shot, with the aperture disc removed and +4 macro filter.