Matthea Harvey writes in defenses of her overgrown garden.
Last night the apple trees shook and gave each lettuce a heart
Six hard red apples broke through the greenhouse glass and
Landed in the middle of those ever-so-slightly green leaves…
Matthea Harvey writes in defenses of her overgrown garden.
Last night the apple trees shook and gave each lettuce a heart
Six hard red apples broke through the greenhouse glass and
Landed in the middle of those ever-so-slightly green leaves…
Writers can’t help but read about those bowing trees and think of Frost–either his apple tree or his birch.