Schemes
Schemes
by Alison Brackenbury
Who plants forsythia now? It is not tasteful;
Too ragged, tall, and dull when leaves are out.
But see the sparrows rush into its heart,
Eyes stroke it, raw and golden as a shout.
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ah! i appreciate this greatly. forsythia is one of my favourites. unfortunately i missed the bloom here this year. bargh.