Agapanthus (2)

AGAPANTHUS

You see them at holiday

houses, blue agapanthus,

standing by gateways,

reflecting summer skies.

One is struck by their sturdy

independence. Expecting no

pruning, fertiliser or

fussy programs of gardeners

they quietly do all that

is required, surviving dogs,

boys, salt, wind and January sun

– almost bluer for our neglect.

Showing no weakness, they

provide no soil for our caring.

This is why there are no

societies of agapanthus lovers.

                        William Rush

 (Reproduced with the very kind permission of the poet.  Much more eloquent than my blog on the subject a little while back).