Friday, May 27, 2011
before and after, the sprawl
back in 2005 i moved my now-a-days home
it had a little palm up front...
one day, it looked dry, so i watered it
then the next day i watered again...
another day, she looked a little sad
so i put a little plant food
and watered it again
i kept on watering her, at least every other day
&
now the little palm is bigger than the house!
only 5 years have passed
but when i see her magnificent leaves
and seat and read under her shade
i cannot stop from smiling and being thankful
to her, she has grown so tall and big
we take care of each other
that is our plant-human deal
i dedicate to her one of my favorite
Arcade Fire songs, The Sprawl II
the palm does know about sprawling, huh?
They heard me singing and they told me to stop,
Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock,
These days, my life, I feel it has no purpose,
But late at night the feelings swim to the surface.
Cause on the surface the city lights shine,
They're calling at me, "come and find your kind."
Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small,
That we can never get away from the sprawl,
Living in the sprawl,
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains,
And there's no end in sight,
I need the darkness someone please cut the lights.
We rode our bikes to the nearest park,
Sat under the swings, we kissed in the dark,
We shield our eyes from the police lights,
We run away, but we don't know why,
And like a mirror these city lights shine,
They're screaming at us, "we don't need your kind."
Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small,
That we can never get away from the sprawl,
Living in the sprawl,
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains,
And there's no end in sight,
I need the darkness someone please cut the lights.
They heard me singing and they told me to stop,
Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock.
Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small,
Can we ever get away from the sprawl?
Living in the sprawl,
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains,
And there's no end in sight,
I need the darkness someone please cut the lights.
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7 comments:
Good for you.
I, alas, kill every plant I touch...
Splendid, Berenice. Your palm tree looks like a happy tree. Please give him my greetings.
Is he bearing frutes, dates or so?
What a splendid poem! Superior to the music but that is probably a question of taste. What is the meaning of "punch the clock"?
Georg
Your little palm makes for big joy and your little haven away from the sprawl : )
Thanks for sharing.
Gotta say I like that palm tree, too, Bere. :oD It spices the corner up nicely and is pretty harmless. The same can't be said of the jackfruit tree my dad insisted on planting between the house and the garage. It was cute enough when it was little... but then it got to be taller than the roof and started dropping its 5 lbs fruits on people's (and dogs') head... Ugghh!
Hope you're having a lovely Memorial Day weekend! :oD
hola Dr. Jay, Herr Georg, ID IT! and mister Smorg... yeah!! this palm is sort of harmless, no, it doesn't have fruits that drop on people's heads, but it's wonderful haven for grasshoppers and small birds, also, is the sole shade for my house in the summer... thank you all for all your wonderful comments!
herr Georg, to punch the clock is referring to checking the clock at work, as when you come in and leave the office... Guten Tag
have a wonderful time every body, the summer is coming!
eHugs!
i loved those photos when you posted them on facebook!!!!!that's a real achivement in gardening weber congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!
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