Georgics: Miz Q’s Day 9

The Return

We knocked down
the old wooden greenhouse.
Rot pressing through it.
Weather beaten, grey,
and the soil bare.
Behind it grew an apple tree,
though never yielding but a leaf,
and so it too was cut to ground.
Five years on, the apple tree
returned to growth, pigmy-small
and full of leaf.
We shall leave it well in peace,
suckers, roots,
and perhaps some fruit.

 

 

Inspired by Virgil’s “The Georgics”, BCE29. ©️ Misky 2019, for Miz Quickly: Georgic poem form.

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