Weed of the Week.
Searched for a good dandelion poem to attend this image. Came up blank. Waited for a while for a muse visitation…No such luck. All I got was ‘fuzzy saffron, sunshine, square circled faces,writhing and twisting, attention seeking, …peaches, natural beauty…mine, thine, and still spaces’… lame. Still. Hopefully you’ll get something of the same peaceful vibe I got when with it in the wild.
November 10th, 2009 at 10:01 PM
Not a dandelion, Nigel. Hawkweed.
November 11th, 2009 at 1:54 PM
Sounds so ‘Ted Hughes’ when you say it Zach.
November 13th, 2009 at 9:09 AM
Heh. Hawkweed in Rain.
November 13th, 2009 at 8:53 PM
Hugh Kenner reports Guy Davenport reporting W. Arrowsmith saying that in Warwickshire dandelions are (or were) called golden boys when in flower and chimney sweepers when gone to seed, so that “Fear no more the heat o’the sun” might pass as a good poem about dandelions.