A feast for the eyes/Delight for the nose/A gift and a prize/An iris a rose/A wink and a noddle/A symbol of lust/An apt still-life model/A breeze and a gust
They stem bud and blossom/with petals their head/An odontoglossum/Enwreathed for the dead
[Remainder of poem available on request]
A long time ago I did a Zinniascape. This near-Spring, a time of renewal and beginnings, the other end of the alphanet may be more suitable.
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
–“Flower in the Crannied Wall” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red),
And all the day long he’d a wonderful view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).
–from “The Dormouse and the Doctor” by A. A. Milne
Delphinium scaposum
Let none on Earth oppose ’em:
These Wildhearts of flowers
Choose Rock and Knoll for bowers.
–something I just made up
One with Clay, Image and Text 