and pointing to a favorite. Once a year this commanding beauty blooms. So get yourself to SF Botanical Gardens today! The Puya are in bloom. A bromeliaceae, a terrestrial plant. From the Mapuche Indian "point."
It's doubtful that Pantone has a color assigned specifically for the puya. This is a loss. Like a page without a poem. Plate, without the company of food.
And that, friends, is the point.
Planetary truths
ReplyDeleteI walk to the fabric store for some project that seems on and off.The city is slow. It's Friday but it seems like Monday. I pick up some take out, go back to work.
The candy heart says all things. I chew it 'til it's gone.
Some clearing in the brambles field
Some stubborn flowering delusion stays on.
I get on my bus, go home
to follow the other route to China
with its promise of silk, spices, tea.
February ends with a blast of wind
all rustles around in a trashy dream of a kiss.
1997