Vista

How we live.

The Hazel

has bushed,

spring

blocking out

the winter view.

Now I sit

in glorious

isolation,

my garden

once again

verdant

and lush.

But I am left

wondering

if there is

life beyond

the hedge.

 

25/04/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Crowley]

Spring and a young man's fancies! You know there is life beyond that hedge, its time for a stroll!!! Great tribute to one of my fave times of year!!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Muchas thank yous Sir!

[Chris Shaw]

The starkness of winter means that you can see further. All those exposed limbs, leafless and cold. And then comes spring in her lovely new dress, blocking out your view. I don:t mind being isolated in my garden, happy not to wonder what is going on elsewhere. Spring has always been my favourite season. A nice visual piece of free verse.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Me too Chris. I like the privacy and the lushness. many thanks.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome. Keep the outside on the outside I say :)

[Eilis]

Interesting perspective. The spring landscape bringing on the sense of isolation. I haven’t thought of it that way, but, I suppose, like Robert Frost’s wall, the hedge can be a symbol of our sometime insular natures.

I like the way the poem takes an opposite approach to what is expected and kind of looks back wistfully at the blank canvas of winter which seems to carry the suggestion of possibility. There’s definitely truth in that.

I like the juxtapositions here. The heart seemingly reaching in two directions at once. Enjoyable poetry.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I guess this is more literal. I have a view over our back garden from my computer desk and in winter I have a long view over fields and can see a neighbour's house and the coming and going of other neighbours. Now the ghedge has bushed out, and the garden is lovely I can't see beyond the bush. Maybe I am simply nosey! Many thanks Eilis.