Went out with a hedge cutter
To trim the Golden Bush
That is leaning at an angle now
After that wind hit it smack.
But it rained
So the hedge cutter went away and I
Went out with a rake
And a wheelbarrow and a bucket –
Soon filled respectively with dead fern
And stems and soggy grass
And blown off twigs of a half dead
Bird cherry that blossoms each year
From its dead half
With honeysuckle, holly, and cowberry,
And sometimes, in summer, in the middle of that
With eggs laid by a sunbathing hen.
All the different family surnames
Good Morning Wednesday 29th April 2026





