The British magazine Sylvia is dedicated to plants, nature, and growing things. My poem “Quilt” appears there # https://www.sylviamagazine.com/quilt-lamium-purpureum/

QUILT: LAMIUM PURPUREUM

Under the magnolia tree,(a gazebo of thick pink petals)

we find a plummy crimson quilt of tiny blooms.

At first, the children and I are puzzled.

Magnolia babies, says one. Clover, guesses another.

We lie down on our bellies to get a closer look.

In dappled light we note the whorls of reddish-purplish flowers,

hooded like Capuchins with blushing faces,

leaves bent into hearts, toothy stitches, straight stem seams.

A knowing friend identifies them. Red dead-nettle, she says. No sting.

The children decide it’s a blanket for bumble bees, a sleeping bag for caterpillars.

They give it a new, less macabre, name.

Pretty Not Nettle, they call it. And it is.

4 responses to “Quilt….Lamium Purpureum”

  1. Lovely poem. I picture you and your grandkids lying on your bellies renaming the fauna.

    And a very impressive bio!

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  2. Hi, I like this! Good for you, the writing and the publishing. Judy

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  3. Oh, wie reizend! You dip into nature for its poetry, both structural and within the nomenclature, giving us a family of bellies connected to the ground—past, present, and future, all aboard!

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