Two lines, fast
Edens, limelight a rose, con
-ceal rhododen
-drons, aphids,
thrips. Their
repartee dares
the egotist, silent, eerie
as fertiliser. All
specimens are
focal points.
Finer than shears’
flashing grim edges,
per so nag es
shift among the
elements. Cro
-cosmia
Dierama
Freesia corms
starch garments.
Acid soil in ter ro gates worm
casts, a ring of
toadstools,
firing pistils,
stamens, in
flagrante delicto,
crowns
thistles. A hollow tine
aerator intercepts
to p dr es sing,
whets itself.
Swarms of half
-moon edgers
massacre the green.
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The intercrop swan
song: ‘Pollination’s
a con
-cept.’ The gardens air
no tender
-ness
for chrome posse
-ssion
-s:
these parts are the
hereafter’s carollers.